Month: February 2018

Too Much To Ask

Wrapped around my heart is a string of knots. Each knot is specially tied, one of a kind. Sometimes they are untied, and sometimes new ones are put in their place. And sometimes old knots become undone, just to be retied a year or two later. It’s been said that I never do something without…

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Sherlocking through life

Les bons moments de la vie me font sourire ainsi que les souvenivs–Alexandre I’m sitting at my desk, and I’m reading my yellow Journalism textbook for class. Portugal by Walk the Moon is playing, and I’m just itching to become something. Say something, write something. So I set my book aside, and start. I think…

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