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I'm uploading this too early yet too late. Here is week 38:
This past week has been a wreck, yet a tasteful one. I've learned to trust no one but those few who have always been around.

I don't think I can express this feeling I had tonight. I risked my life taking this photo. My street is not only always busy, but many drunk drivers were wondering around on this Saturday night. Now, Sunday morning. I can't explain how nice it felt to lay on the cold, chilly cement. How the cracks felt across my palms. How my hair continued to breathe against the wind. And how it suddenly began to rain. I twirled afterwards, and danced with tears. It was a refreshing step, but also a terribly bad feeling. What a confusing life we lead sometimes.

And thank you for all the sweet testimonials!

another one of the lovely, Layton.

Then when you let it
You asked for nothing
Why don't you share it
All of the time you live
There's something out there

You know I should be leaving.

despite great faults

I've had a really rough week. But this helped. I love you.