Lately, I’ve been catching myself drifting off mid-sentence. Not out of boredom or fatigue— but because something lovely inside of me keeps interrupting my ability to concentrate. I believe imagination might be the only way to stay sane in a world that keeps trying to break our hearts. So I started writing down the places my mind wanders. This is w…
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