This is a post about nothing. 

Sometimes we just need a place to allow our thoughts to drift. 

When no one else is there to listen.

When you wish you could fly south with the birds when your days are cold. 

Or sink in your bed like the titanic. 

Yeah, just one of those days where a minute feels like forever and forever is an eternity. 

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