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Innocence is Bliss.

Lying in bed with ruby, my 5 year old niece, waiting for aqua teen to come on, even though she shouldn't be watching it but hey, someone has to be the cool aunt. Besides, it calms her down.
So we're lying here. Me, with my headphones in and she grabs one, sticks it in her ear and rolls over. I'm sure you're wondering what I'm listening to. The answer; "The Weekend",which, although is soothing, it's not lyrically appropriate so I switched to a downtempo mix input together.
"Morning Star" by Flunk comes on and all of a sudden...silence.
Be still, my beating heart.
Innocence is Bliss.

sometimes...

Even though i'm usually really good at putting my feelings and emotions into words, sometimes I just can't.

Sometimes it becomes too over bearing. It weighs so heavy on my heart and lungs that I can't breath and with every gasp that mimics a breath, i hope and wish the words will find a way out, but sometimes, they just don't.

HAPPY ENDING?

There are no happy endings.

Endings are the saddest part.

So just give me a happy middle

And a very happy start.

-Shel Silverstein