dear god,
i think it says things about me when you look to whom i say "goodbye" and to whom i dont.
let's clarify.
category one: my mother
category two: every other "see you soon," "talk to you later," or "goodnight" that has such a lesser degree of permanence or severance to it.
absence makes the heart grow fonder, but prolonged absence makes it easier to forget. when weeks turn into plurals, you need to be reminded that someone was ever there. forty-one thousand seconds later i forget what i was thinking when i started playing.
but this is day one following a "see you soon."
six weeks of soon.
everything is relative. i try to give my time to the people i'm going to miss, so if that makes me a bad person, so be it.
happiness with tea?
love
taylor
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