My world has always been sort of a conundrum.. A series of events that somehow paint a pretty picture, and yet always leaves you waiting for the punchline.. Like a storm-thrown sea beneath a cloudless cobalt sky, I just keep wondering where lightning’s gonna strike.

There is beauty in the chaos of my days, I haven’t seen it in a while, but I’m positive it’s there.

Maybe theres something I’m not seeing.. Something small that makes it all come together like it’s supposed to; I just can’t see it from wherever I am. But I have before and I will again..

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