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Listening to: Run - Snow Patrol
Feeling: zoned
The milk in my tea could have been eliminated. But its just sweet enough. My stomach is moving and making noises. I still have morning breath taste in my mouth. But the sky is blue. The grass is turning green. The birds are chirping. Melting into the blue and white couch. Letting the music envelope me. Imagining how perfect things will be. I'm starting to notice the little touches. And I'm appreciating them more.
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