scarreddarling
my heart hurts and feels infinitely full. sadness and exhilaration mingle into one. I cannot help but be melancholy and uplifted. I feel so alone and ecstatic.
I already wrote something about smog. Apparently I can't move away from it. The city and its smog haunts even my literary processes. Tragic.
Makes me think of home. Funny how you don't notice it when you're inside "the bubble". It looks like blue skies and sunny days until you go for a drive outside of the city. Then you see the brown layer separating the city from the sky. I never thought of it as a tourist attraction, but apparently it's a thing that out of towners want to see.
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