I have had great numinous thoughts and feelings as of late.
Very strange for a person like me.
I'll be writing out my goals on paper, crossing them off one by one.
I shall upload it here.
I need to work on my portfolio.
Need to make more of an effort.
Time is passing me by.
It is passing us all by.
Slowly, slowly, we are dying.
It's such a crime that we are all losing time.
Make it count.
One day you might just be a memory in a box.
A person going through the contents. Recalling what you meant and who you were.
We don't got a lot of time.
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