There's A Time And A Place

Everything just arrives in it's own timing with no particular space to occupy beyond the plane it all falls upon. There's no escaping the mind. Emotions and ideas are loose wires in a drawer until the music starts. A world opens up between each beat of a drum or note played. A world that gives position to what words can't pin down. Just like you, I'm where the wires live. Thank god I've found a time and place for it all. What do you say we go there together? I hear the weather's going to be nice.

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Fuck it, let's go.