i am a poem
the weather is so beautiful today. everything i think about these days makes me feel like crying. in a nice way. in a i'm-glad-i'm-here-and-alive kind of way. walking around is a nice way to feel that. i walked a lot today. and laughed to myself a little at nothing. and thought. i forgot how nice it is to walk without music playing in my ears. thoughts flow better. maybe that's been part of the problem lately. i've been polluting my head with bad music lately on my search for good new music to listen to. and i haven't been able to find anything that feels right right now. so the silence yesterday as i walked home and again today was surprising.

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