I want to go home somewhere fresh.
Where it will smell foreign and the couches will feel filthy at first.
A non-edited version of existing where my eyes don't tune out normalities.
I can finally grasp the truth of my environment.
I didn't ever believe that I would blog this, but next year these words, notes, and I are living somewhere fresh.
*hint* to where that location will be
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jOkV8XPeRng
(I just enjoy the melody but I'm not sure what it's truly about...? YET)
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