again it's time for bed. so much is the same it's just all a matter of getting back on track what tracks around this place this camp this silent cold open sky starting. pretty much everything i've ever dreamed of in a literal physical sense...i'm walking around saying hello and giving hugs away as if i meant something to these people we never talked before but 'how was your break' seems quite appealing. i guess it makes sense though i'm enjoying myself recognizing faces far and in between opening doors an 'i love you, you know that' and a simple, unrecognized kiss on the forehead. it means a lot really to be back in time for everything to restart at the beginning and take it slow slow slow because the lot we have left might blow by real real fast.

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