imagine the ending flying home november again towards myself limitless unbound ready for more skipping over the painful bits with abandon and vigor this is not the time for regrets…

i want to live i want to live in the mountains among the pines and snow where eagles streak the sky and white smothers all sound and despair is blanketed…

patterns l e t t e r s patterns expressing e mo tion more random than not more clear at times than syntax overthinking over word ing this then is…