if i’m standing still then it’s the rest of the world that is drifting by
once spring has arrived and the tree is full of leaves the night will hide it
we don’t see motion we remember the point where the motion has stopped
it’s an illusion that is easily believed based on who’s telling
comparing two things is not the same as judging one to be better
every locked door serves the same basic purpose: to keep a secret
hidden in the night beauty is harder to see and subtle when found
it’s another post with more things attached to it and few pay it mind
memories we keep are less reliable than memories we share
winter into spring presents many challenges that require patience
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