timing
don’t think about it. try not to. don’t. no don’t. ok, go
the thing about timing, the thing that makes me want to not ever wake up in the mornings, the thing about timing that makes me want to live in those dreams that last for days it seem, the ones that run deep in rem, is that when the timing is right, whenever that instant is, it’s just that, one instant, one singular instant that you have to pounce on and make it yours. if you don’t, that instant will pass.
sometimes i feel like i am on different planes of existence. that everyone is. and the timing is only right when those floating planes happen to cross, and if you don’t realize it you just go on floating by, wondering what could of and should of and might of been.
in the end though. all you can do is look forward. all you can do is hope.

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