Thurs thoughts


Having one of those mornings. 

The kind where you don’t feel good or bad. I guess the word I’m looking for is indifferent. 

Not really having an opinion either way. I’m just here.

Lying here as the fan blows and life flows abundantly around me. Being seen and not heard. Tip toeing around topics that are near and dear to my heart.

The day will shape itself. The world will keep turning and much of the same will remain the same.

Flowery thoughts.  The search for something pretty and the hopes that I’ll find a place that I belong in this world.

C. L Cunningham 

Climbing from under a rock just to  hide in my shell 🐢

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