The rains of May have returned. It is hard to believe that a year has passed since I moved to this beautiful place, and even
Caught Between Waking and Dreaming
copilot Today is gentle. Today is for the soft breeze through lace curtains, the steam rising over a hot cup of coffee you have yet to press your lips to. Today is for being — for existing in these clothes, in this skin, just as you are. The world has yet to stir;
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