often i buy birthday cards and don't send them. the intention is always there, but when it comes to writing in them, i realize too late that i'm not a birthday card sort of person, and i stop myself.
an excellent barista; a decent musician; a lazy writer who keeps buying blank journals in hopes of filling them up, but now just has a bookshelf full of blank journals; yearns to live a life of solitude in an isolated cabin in the woods; prefers the company of dogs or the internet over people.
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