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The semblance of my own reality

Sometimes you just have to drink a whole bottle of jägermeister with your best friend in London and talk about all the incredibly formative elements in your lives, all the things your thankful for, all the things you dream of. Oh this is the life, this is the life. Yasus, I am entirely intoxicated.


so enamoured we are with a life we are yet to live but we must exist presently. yesterday I felt I’d finally tasted the beauty of real time and felt ourselves almost physically take a step. even if the concepts discussed do not manifest physically, I feel closer to the reality I want to achieve with you