in my imagination there's fairys sprinkling glitter everywhere.






I'm seeing this something in front of me. This blue paperbag of something. I'm a moment from pushing it away. Throwing it on the other seat. Squeezing it in among the other insignificant things. I'm an instant from doing an action without thought. We went to get it you're saying. I'm stiffen. Stopping my movement. I'm losing my sight for a moment. Losing my breath. Losing my pulse. This is not something I'm thinking. This is everything.




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