I remembered telling you I want to write about better days. But better days are days when I can no longer write.
I don't know how things will be or how things have changed, if they really have. But all I could tell you is that I walk the streets with smiles. I see buildings like peaceful giants waving by.
I no longer look at people's expressions, I hardly notice them anymore.
When I walk I feel my feet are lighter and my steps are with rhythm. I enjoyed reading and drinking alcohol and finding peace as I do this.
It's wonderful, however long it may last.
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