it feels good to be home. away from a town filled with old white people, most of whom are veterans. i guess they like the discounts. and too much american food upsets my stomach. but never the less, i am back. it felt great to just get away from life all for a while. the only things i worried about during the trip was making sure i had my phone, camera, and money, where to go before it was curfew, whether to take a shower at night or in the morning, and what i should wear for the evening shows. it was quite relaxing. now i am back to everything before i left and more - thanks to make up work.
i know life has no breaks. you live and live. you may get away for a while, but you are still living.
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life can have no breaks depending on how you look at it, your whole life can be one big break, especially if you live it out and have a good time while doing it.
sometimes life may seem overwhelming but jubilation is always just around the corner; those things seem to be all i worry about anyways
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