I've been getting inspired by the smallest things, yesterday my friend read me her drama monologue, it was brilliant, a real poetic tragedy.
"we have lingered in the cities, we've seen the skies black and brown, but we wait... until human voices wake us, and we drown" - Lucinda
Funny how you can pass by things everyday and not even notice they're right in front of you until you stop and just take the time to take it all in.
On another note, I have strange ideas, they say I never truly think of what is up ahead until it is dangerously near.
But the truth is as much as not knowing the future frustrates me, it also adds intrigue as I can wake up each day and not know whether i'll be disappointed or pleased with the outcomes.
Sometimes not knowing something is better than knowing at all.
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