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Written by Jacob Ibrag The shades of imperfection. The strides taken to eliminate what’s left of this. This thing we let manifest between the hours of midnight and forever. 31 more words

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Can you feel it?

Today is Tuesday. Yesterday I woke up thinking it was today. I’m so over this week that I’m mentally pushing it forward.

I mean where do I begin?(warning 🚨 possible rant in process)I did an impromptu exploration over the weekend and thank you universe for the urge to do so,because now I’m packing up to move back to my home town. 190 more words

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Holiday chipper

Bah humbug.
Extra early in the morning and the universe has already tried to rain on my seasonal good time.

My sister has a saying “It’s Chrissmasstime.” With a real southern drawl. 213 more words

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Time has dwindled down. The sky has changed to it’s nighttime attire and I’m sleepy tired. Traveler style.

Awaiting the rigidness that is a mess on the home front. 276 more words

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Morning cup of calm

After a night of unknown destinations. I landed in a place called Inglewood.

Last weekend I seen some of the downtown area.  Yesterday I got to see more. 128 more words

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Aww it’s the wee hours of the morning and I’m wide awake.

Finding motivation from unlikely places. It’s always good to find the right little piece of the puzzle. 90 more words

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Later on that day.....

I’ve always wanted to write a Latin soap opera. I spent days of hours wasted after school. Watching the Latin American channels on Cox Cable. 177 more words

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