perhaps it's only when you mean the opposite you dare to tell. when you're so afraid of loosing the stuff you just thought you were hunting. if this enormous surge of feeling is not enough proof, then what is? life.
as if sometimes there was this feeling, a requirement, to make a conclusion from the results, but no matter how hard you tried, you could never make it concrete on paper. it remained subtle as a breeze. because you were never even meant to. feel complete or finished or whatever adjective you prefer. it's all about maturity, to realize you'll always be on the road. no matter what.
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otroligt fint och insiktsfullt.
tack.
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