I sometimes wonder if I am a raft tied to a broken dock or the broken dock holding on to a raft
Day 2474, tied.
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Day 2473, the same.
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Did you know that the horizon in a dark hour is still the same as in a brighter hour Happy new year.
Day 2472, hard to see.
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Without some scars on your soul the outside that defines you is hard to see
Day 2470, outside.
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On this grey day I took outside my colorful jacket and enjoyed the difference
Day 2469,
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I don't know about you but I can see beauty in almost everything and that's a problem
Day 2465, wanderer.
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Friedrich Nietzsche
Human, all too human II
The wanderer and his shadow
297 Do not wish to see prematurely. -As long as we are experiencing something, we must give ourselves over to the experience and close our eyes, and thus, while still in it, not make ourselves already the observer of it. That would, of course, disturb our good digestion of the experience; instead of a bit of wisdom, we would take away a bit of indigestion.
Day 2464, cement.
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Don't stack all your experiences on top of each other if you use it as a defensive wall it will crumble if you lean against it put some effort into it like cement
Day 2463, certainty.
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The advantage of hanging by a thread I would say the view of where you are going
Day 2462, dormant.
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Bundled together the road markings lie dormant waiting to be placed when winter is in sight dormant go we through life our thoughts bundled together though winter is still here we rather feel our way through the next corner around that ravine
Day 2460, itch.
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I still have a place for you where we were connected as a reminder maybe or maybe what's left is hard to reach to cut out
Day 2457, going nowhere.
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The trees look far away from here down in the valley there is a path to any one of them but I have no interest in any of them I just want to get closer to the half moon before the world has turned again
Day 2455, all these wires.
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It is so interesting that you can clearly see where all these wires go where they enter and go out an on and after thinking about it you still have no clue what it all does but at least you know it has no meaning
Day 2452, for me.
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I am still part of this cold world but the river that moves us all has put herself between me and what for me is the rest of that world
Day 2451, never…what?
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These colorful sunsets are never captured the way you feel and I never take the time to do that
Day 2450, if you.
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The expression on a face means nothing if you look back at it
Day 2449, where are you.
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I look up to find where you live you said I would recognize your window but they all look the same I wonder if you were someone else for me than that you are now I look again who are you in one of those window
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