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when i write, i write exactly what i'm thinking in that moment.

two months ago today, on january 19, i wrote what i was thinking.

that night, my thoughts were a description of what i wanted.

i didn't know who, when, how, or where. i just wanted something different.

but i wrote it, without any expectations of it actually happening.

i read it today.

and surprisingly, unknowingly, it's every single thing you are.

you are someone different.