everyday i keep on conjuring beautiful scenes in my head: time to read, time to sleep, time to exercise, sunday mass with my parents, shopping with my sisters, movies with the poochers, gigs with my holy girls, lazy coffee with anyone, fruitful flirtations...
and though the last may be more of an imagining than a reality, i look forward to the day when i'm not the only one who'll say that there's something there, whoever it turns out to be.
i need a life of my own.
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