Seashore

Seizure.

I heard it today.

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Here we celebrate the glory of the infants. The singing angels, the melody of the breezy seaside.

Our cat is named Yuta.

Yes. Ikr.

No comment.

Just brainstorming.

I mean seriously, I encountered the music of destiny so many times in this lifetime. And of course I want more.

Is this because of Pride? Envy? Arrogance? Lust? Greed.

Whatever it may be, I love myself still.

I don't want to forget the morning radiance, the afternoon paintings, the evening melodies.

I love myself still.