our lives are built on flimsy strands.
i am unsure, stoic, hanging on by a thread with no reason either to hold on and to let go. i am hardly there. i am silent, unobstrusive, and a minute impasse in life's grand construction.
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Don't get me wrong, I'm not morose. Just doing something out of character for once. Let's pretend it's just the string talking. lol. i took this shot at the back of our house, which is still under construction. I can't wait for the big move this October - November!
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