nostalgia is like a best friend who you are no longer best friends with anymore. and you can't escape from her cos she's there in your face when you least expect it. and she taunts you with those greener pastures that don't exist anymore. what was your playground once is merely debris now. fading into...fading intos...
thanks but no thanks.
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oh sandman,
no more dreams of work please.
ta.
listen to edith frost.
