Preferred to be under this cloud like sense. With the dimmed windows that keeps light out. Some find it peaceful to have time to think.
A journey is a path to be moving along, where memoirs are those brief pauses to take in. While they can intertwine with eachother, they hold separate fondness.
When it comes to it, there is nothing on that plate they suggested will offer themselves on. Infact, it is themselves to be disgusted for thinking they'll selfishly get something in return.
It is destined to grow somewhat older, while that babyface looks adorable at first. The broken looks and the ruined attitude is what is craved for.
Trying to hold it in and not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Is not understanding the person but seeing the situation without how it'll turn out. This is how it spirals out of control, not knowing whether to be an ass or the other.
In the forest; every nest begins from somewhere. The time it takes to build together, for the purpose it'll bring. First needs a suitable place, certain close proximity for resources. And then the time it requires to create before making use of it's suitable foundations.
Psalms Ch.57:V.11 " - Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens: let thy glory be above all the earth."

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