I’m a functioning melancholic.
Looking into cappuccino foam is viewing a galaxy, the minuscule shining bubbles are stars with infinite possibility.
As an introvert I make an effort not to be memorable.
I drink cappuccinos on days I can’t afford to sugar coat my own bitter truths. Mochas are for drinking down little lies without question.
I am an eye of the storm, when colliding with the lives of others there is an immense circulating wall of feelings, flaws, and complexities. Those with the will to break through it will find an inner calm, an inner peace with who I am, and all that I have to offer. holding the storm together.
I cry before the things
I cannot have.
Then, I may claim them
In my tears.
But as all things do,
My tears return
To the earth, after all.
How are the letters from WWII era. What an interesting perspective to study that era!
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I have read one or two so far from one of the sets I bought. I want to dive more into them, it is just difficult to read the cursive writing from that time. But the more I reread a letter the more I understand. So it will likely be a while before I am able to read one set completely (about 12 letters per set) and develop a blog post. But I hope to someday.
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