Thursday, November 15, 2018

everytime you look at the stars .its like opening a door.you could be anyone,anywhere. you could be yourself at any moment in your life......................
you open that door and realize that you are the same person beneath the same stars...
camping in the backyard at eleven.driving alone.stopping at the edge of the city, looking up at the stars, walking a path ,riding a rowboat ,staring out the window of a car, you're eleven again.out here where the world begins and ends,its like nothing ever stops happening........

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