Another hot, sultry day with a brief shower that cleansed the world. Sitting down in familiar territory with the pungent, acidic fragrance of coffee beans in the air with one of the two best girlfaces chased off the sadness that has been haunting me these last days.

Sometimes, all I need is a kindred soul.

breathe // dream

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