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I've had a loss for words latley. In fact it's been near catastrophic trying to communicate through them. I find myself confined in personal thoughts that lead to the same end. I know these thoughts and concerns resolve very little, and life has a way of directing itself to the same destinations weather we obsess over them or not. I need to free myself from myself tonight... Too much reflected from the inside out, and not as absorbent to the world surronding me as I'd like.
Just wanting to send my love, respect, and apprecation to those along these crossroads.
New Years is the recognition and celebration of the past, future, and present simultaneously. Where memory and gravity converge with desire and possability. There is bliss in these floating, timeless moments.

Where were you last New Years?