Friday, November 2, 2012

We all laugh at things we were and things we become.

I just read something recently that made me think. All this time I had been trying to explain this feeling,  this state I find myself in, but I've not found my words. 

What I want to say and feel existed there exactly.

And there is no greater joy than being able to say what you want to say, or no bigger sorrow when someone else, with their words, explains what it was that you could not explain yourself.

I wish I could write.

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