Warm breath, like an electric current. Blue sparks dancing across my skin. hands buried deep in my hair, lips hover over mine. Breathe me to life. Anticipation coils in my gut, a snake ready to strike.
I'm just a tiny, insignificant dot on this big blue ball called planet earth. Most of the time I don't know whether I'm coming or going. I'm 31 years old and I still haven't decided what I want to be when I grow up. I think I'm on the right track, though. FINALLY.
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