Dear World,
I write to you as the clouds start to gray and the wind barely rustling. This summer has been incredibly creative and full of ideas. I feel as though I'm just a collector. Never staying too long on an idea. Maybe it's meant to be a gathering so I can pick out the best stuff for later. I won't know til I get there. But, what has recently happened was how info has been passed to me. The use of info given at the last minute possible. I don't understand it really. It's as if certain information only was told with huge hesitation. Now, this information was valuable and needed, but somehow I feel betrayed. I wish I could figure out why it needed to happen. To be in that mindset? Hmm. Desire is a strong emotion. Be careful what you do with it. I leave you with this: "A human being has a natural desire to have more of a good thing than he needs" - Mark Twain
Good bye now.
Love,
The writer
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