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Patience is a virtue.
You can say I used to be very virtuous.
What do you call the opposite of being so? I guess I'm that now...

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I fool myself too easily and it takes only days till I loose the grasp of the real situation. I keep forgetting where it was coming form and what was the original course.
To an extent that's wishful thinking. But I'm way pass that. I've entered wishful foolishness.

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What you do when it's time to move on?
There is no reason to stay, nothing holds you down, and yet you look for something.
Which direction you go, when all of them are the option?

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Just like summer thunder I can feel it rattle the skies frequently. But still I never know if the storm will actually come.
Just like with a summer storm, I can't wait for it to start. It elevates the elements.

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Home For Troubled Mints.
I find this though really beautiful.
I have this little tin box filled with white sugar mints made out of 3 ingredients. The mints are comfortably wrapped up in a thin white paper with the text in a simple red print.
And every time I open the box, it just makes sense. There is a home for troubled mints.

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Dissociation is somewhat pleasant in it's strange ways.
What am I to do now, when I am bored of it? Reality still doesn't sound like a good option.

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What do you do when an actual experience becomes something fiction-like in your memory?
I get shy!