There are times when I step back out of my head for a moment and try to remember what it was like having my entire life stretched out in front of me like an endless stream, but wanting nothing more than to hop on a swing and never stop.
Swing
By Jake
Reader, writer, designer, creative director. He does web work, print work, and dream work. Heavy advocate of self-care. Updates his blog much less often that he should.
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