it has always amazed me… just how much my mind can be my best friend, or my worst enemy. remembering dates and exact times, within moments throughout my years. like words in a book that never were written, nor was it published. and to be honest, i haven’t even started to tell my story. perhaps i never will. mainly because anyone i want to share it with, disappears within unwritten pages of my memory before i have a chance to tell it. as well as i’m usually too busy focusing on today, to worry about telling how i’ve made it here… to someone, i want to be my here.
-joshua ryan stewart
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