Inspiration. I used to get that anywhere, from anyone. Even from the most unlikely people-- you know, from mere acquaintances to the people who just happen to catch your attention in the streets. Before, it used to be resonating laughters, straightforward lyrics or just the simple idea of finding a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow that could fuel me instantaneously. It used to be like that. It used to be that easy.
Tick tock. Pretty soon that longer hand will hit twelve and will pronounce the start of May. Men, summer is fast. And I'm not even having that much fun. And they say time flies when you're having fun. Whatever. Well you get the analogy.
Wait. Can this count as a comeback already? HAHA. I hope so.
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Fairytale - Sara Bareilles
