There's been a lot to think about lately.
There's always a lot to think about.
I started a new job but I don't want to tell anyone where I'm working. At least, no one on the Internet. It's not a secret, but I'm not talking about it. Not yet, anyway. It's kind of nice to know that you don't know what I'm doing now. That where I am is unknown, except to those that know it. Silence breeds seclusion. I'll take it.
Maybe some day I'll tell you.
Some day that isn't today.
A new star has risen. I can feel it. A star rises, but the world beneath it stays the same.
Some words mean nothing, but are true nonetheless.
I know more now than I've ever known. Knowing that lets me know I'm happy.
Apr 14, 2018
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