dream.
sometimes, change is forced on you. sometimes it’s just something you need to do, and sometimes it’s something a little more organic. like somehow the stars align themselves - they see the smoke rising, they see the waves that are starting to roll. they understand, they’ve watched from afar - you’ve been through this all before - maybe you’ve learned your lesson and don’t deserve to go through it again - and they, the stars take you under their cloudy wings and push you toward the changes you need to make. no turbulence, no drama, no fear, no consequence.
it’s a nice dream to have, to believe that sometimes things happen for a reason, and when the good starts to go bad, there are simple resolutions that get tidied up with bows and tape and get handed to you like a gift.
it’s a nice dream to have.
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