Monday

War of the insides..

My thoughts, aren't making much sense, there's an inner battle going on. An argument as old and comfortable as an armchair. The kind of argument that no one really wins or loses but which can go one forever, if both parties are willing.

Exactly the kind of argument that runs through my head on days like this.. Days where the sun shines but there is still a chill in the air, nights where the only thing illuminating the sky is my flashlight and some remaining fire flies still stuck on summer..

A night for sleeping or watching?
Should I or Shouldn't I?
Heart vs. Logic..
the quest for eternal damnation..

Despite the raging war - it all still kind of makes my insides smile.

Happy and Always

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