Wednesday, June 17, 2009

D.A.B.D.A.













As the day of our departure inches nearer, I find myself buoyantly dreaming my way through what was once considered my daily routine. The streets leave an unfamiliar aftertaste upon my tongue and as I prepare to kiss them goodbye we count our way through the steps of acceptance one digit at a time. One handful of stages that will help to turn the pages; from here to there, from earth to air we fly. Twelve days more that we have left to say goodbye.

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