sometimes you're just like a bright spark that just sort of goes out.
i had a lot of passionate ideas in my 20s that never really went anywhere.
and here i am. in my 30s.
beyond the liveliness of a campfire.
embers glowing in the latent heat of a log penetrated deeply by the flame.
waiting for some drunk idiot to carelessly piss me out.
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