I came to realize. It's all too damn easy. I lay my head on her lap, close my eyes, and all of it converges. The little man shuts down the logic center. Drifting like leaves on water is easy.
I waited till I can see what's on the newspaper. One second - blank. Another second - everything on the pages are my thoughts. Crystal clear - It's your own world. One you can carve like candles.
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