My pregnant mind is filled with concepts big and small and everything sums up to a complicated mass too large for the the capacity of my head. Mainly I'm consumed with the potential beauty that makes up the erring and constant bits of my entirety. I'm really so caught up with how beautiful this could be, but let's not forget to live. Wake up and smell the coffee. Whether I'm in the louder part of town or not is irrelevant; life goes on without you and I'm leaving with it.
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