i want my house to be filled with them someday. i want my walls to be bookshelves. all of them everywhere, i want my house to be like a library. a beautiful library with beautiful words and people and their stories all over my walls and their souls filling up my breathing space. people's who's souls are going to live on forever in only their wording
i'd like to keep another journal dedicated solely to brief encounters with people
for the sake of having something dedicated to - contact?
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