I feel like that random staple up there. The nails, if taken out would seem to be missed by the holes that would be lucid after the surgery. But the staple? It seems almost easy to get out, well easy enough for one strong doctor hand to do the procedure. Not much of a hole would be left. I feel like that staple because I don't have a direct flight to my future, but maybe it's not perminentl I'm too young. It makes me wonder if we think we have stunt growth at a young age or if we think we will live an average/lackluster life, will we be hammering ourselves into that hole? I hope not. It's a new era, age or time for better greatness [or greatness at all].
I miss the days where every minute was picked up by the reigns and taken by storm. I miss the sun. I feel so couped up, but I'm too lazy to go outside. Wow, I sound whiney, but I don't think I'm the only one. If I had somewhere to walk with sidewalks, I would. People need more space sometimes.
