MILK AND HONEY pt.2
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MILK AND HONEY pt.2
I’m a type of person who loves to be alone especially when traveling. It gives me time and particular space from this crowded place. A resting point. A haven. Away from everything. It makes me feel invisible to the naked eyes. And with music, I feel the whole world shut down in front of me as if I’m living in a different horizon. It gives me an ultimate freedom from this world. I want to explore new things and visit unfamiliar places all by myself. I want to try and experience a different culture and meet a different kind of people. I want to take risks, learn new languages and talk to strangers. I love being in strange places that I’ve never been before, the feeling of anxiety excites me. It makes me feel happy and alive at some point. It gives chills on my spine, and it satisfies my hunger from excitement and exploration. I love the smell of mountains and deep sea in the morning. I love the way my clothes smell the day after the campfire. I like the sound of peace and quiet. Traveling alone creates a lot of opportunity for me. Room for improvement and personal growth. A day to replenish my soul. It teaches me how to become independent and confident. It gives an infinite space of possibility, where I meet myself. And little do you know, we all have this kind of person living inside of us.
E.J. Cenita (via wnq-writers)
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He is happier,
Most notably because he
Has his eyes shut.
One day I will be able to walk right up to people I don’t know and introduce myself with confidence and I will feel comfortable in my own skin and I won’t have to lie about my accomplishments to make myself feel more impressive One day But not today Not yet today One day the very thought of talking to a woman will not terrify me and I will be at ease with the fact that I am attractive and intelligent and interesting and not worry that I am some kind of sexless slug that couldn’t possibly ever interest a woman One day But not today Not yet today One day I will be able to apologize to my family for the lapses in judgment and the torment I put them through making them wonder if they were going to find me dead in an alley somewhere with my face all blue and a needle in my arm and I’ll be able to look them in the eye and ask them for forgiveness One day But not today Not yet today One day I will be able to reconnect with my son who I thought lost to me forever because who needs an irresponsible junkie father in their life who was only going to promise the world and then let them down One day But not today Not yet today One day I will be able to walk with my head held high into a world that doesn’t overwhelm and terrify me and be able to smile honestly because I don’t feel that I am about to explode or collapse in a nervous breakdown One day But not today Not yet today
Max Mundan, One Day
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…and I am out with lanterns, looking for myself.
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I can be someone’s and still be my own.
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I see no difference between your smile and a ray of sunshine on a rainy day
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Darling, all night I have been flickering, off, on, off, on.
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