Quantum notepad lullabys.

Through it all,
I can say I've lied,
but never once
have I pretended
to be anything
I'm not
truly.

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Feelings I have come to miss-

1.) Walking into the dorms freshman year between classes.
2.) Sitting in New York City parks and doing nothing with anything but my eyes.
3.) Laying in an oddly cold room, in a rather chilly bed, eye-level with a window that bared a snow-covered back yard.
4.) Having Bukowski by my bed as something that was still new.
5.) The first month I found the Postal Service and the summer I devoured the Dresden Dolls.
6.) Having it all and not wanting anything more.
7.) Having it all and wanting more.
8.) Entering my apartment last year with snow laying outside. It was safety.
9.) Grass on the back of my head.
10.) Mexico and temporary freedom. Sun and hammocks. Eating nachos everywhere and having them always be good. Walking without a destination and getting there.

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Question
What feelings do you miss?