When you move to a new city, you quickly pull out your Raybans as you drop your dad off at the airport and attempt to block a little rain. An Early Morning of moving in old sweatshirts, new work blouses, your favorite levi jeans and a couple pairs of vintage heels, ends with an evening drive back to what the post office would now consider your new home. You aren’t quite sure how to map out the space you’ve just landed, And that’s when the world starts to pay attention. The beauty of naivety is seen in the unknown parameters. Stay safe and you’ll survive; weave differently and this place will never be the same.
alnatural 
“All“ the readers are going to be wondering who your dad is 🙂
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By the way I really liked it also I feel like I’m at a poetry Society
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Read the new edited version! You’re totally in the arts and poetry now:)
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