the shortest distance is oftentimes not the one that’s available
how we see others is filtered and distorted by our biases
every moment gives us a chance to define who we want to be
there’s no better time to consider life’s problems than when we’re asleep
what I have witnessed i can remember clearly even if untrue
every system needs to have a pressure gauge that is monitored
a curve in the road is treated differently than a curve in life
the blank page, staring back at me might as well be a painted brick wall
there was nothing here until something happened here now it is a place
a flower blooming in a space with no sunlight is probably fake
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