Those special mornings when you arise, and then think to yourself, just a little bit more, savour me the fresh imagery from my dream. The imagery of wonder, of pinning, of new exciting conquests. Everything is Better in the morning, especially when you sit for a moment, and then wear that smile that you have been dreaming about when you closed your eyes, the night before. This life is comprised of way too many unexpected rides, and there is nothing to do but to ruminate, dwell, listen, and hope that the next morning you awake with a smile. well, it better, until you hear your sister and her boyfriend waking up in the next room and jolly with each other, loving and kissing, bleh. I am not so sure how happy I am now, but what can i do, i got to keep stepping bam bam bam


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