Some days my head is crowded like the busiest Japanese crossroad. Thoughts passing, stumbling, speeding up, connecting and separating again, yet never stopping to give me a moment of peace (not even when the night comes). But then some of the feet make it home and give space for fresh thoughts and a new day.
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