I got a weird feeling tonight so I took a really long walk and listened to music I typically reserve for long, night-time car rides by myself. Somewhere between the fourth and fifth block, I realized that there is only one thing that I know for sure that I want, and everything else could be me just fooling myself.
I haven't written in a while but I really, really need to. There's wayyyy too much material building up in my head. Also, I drank a weirdly large amount of tea today. Like, hot tea. In place of coffee. Strange?
You are all that I want, always,
Loch.
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