Some things make me really ecxtatic...
Like running in the park early, when I realize the birds are back.
Like plotting my escape.
Like rediscovering eye makeup (I feel like this is a reoccurent Peggy post trauma theme?!?)
Like making globetrotting plans.
Like realizing I don't have to.
Like realizing I can.
Like finding Czech pop music randomly on Mytunes at 2 AM.
Like expressing myself in Spanish.
Like speaking Russian for three days straight.
Like getting people to answer to me in said languages.
Like getting emails from a life abandoned.
Like discovering certain people really didn't hate you back in the day.
Like waking up to torrential rain.
Like practicing in Seitz, god, the accoustics.
Like being hopefull, maybe.
Like buying shit.
Like sitting outside in the rain talking under the eaves.
Like...
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