I'm rereading some thoughts I wrote down in June (yeah, I'm reminiscing at 3am - typical me) and it's hella interesting to see what I used to think about, how I would write it, how secretive I would be (even though it's a personal journal, so I'm the only one who's really gonna be see it).
It's just so amazing how things work out. How one sentence, phrase, word, utterance... can be so important. I love that.
("For the Cool in You" by Babyface, 1993)
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