feeling really good and romantic about life. the wind at the train station blows through my airy clothes as to signal that a new time is coming. and the bright grey sky that serves as the backdrops for middle class high rises conflicts with the yellow, warm yet methodical, comforting yet utilitarian, lights on the platform canopy.
things align themselves in funny ways and life fundamentally doesn't make sense, which beautifies the brief moments where it almost seems like it does.
even two different pendulums eventually mirror each other and synchronize, and so is my mind with the world
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adoraria saber oq vc pensa :3