it’s easy to get lost in the rhythm of routine, when the drawl of the week comes to an end with the long awaited friday nights, lazy sundays, and non-sensical dreams that can be afforded in between. moments can be counted in seconds, but weigh far more as a whole than in parts, so we tread carefully never to be lost in between what’s real and what’s not. or, perhaps, the real challenge of the weekend is to find yourself situated comfortably in between both.
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