She and sport have never been the best friends, but if there was one activity she truly loved, it was skiing. If you went through her ...
“So long we’ve been distant now, Since you set out on your own, You told me you had to find something to believe in. Never thought you’d ever leave, But as you walked out the door, I pray that you will soon find, All that you needing. And while you’re out there on your own, If the rain starts falling, Or you get too cold. If you need a place to go, Oh, I just want you to know, It’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright. Oh, you can come to my door, I don’t mind, I don’t mind, I don’t mind at all…”
"See, I can make the load much lighter, I just need you to confide in me, but if you're too proud to follow rivers, how you ever gonna find the sea? so follow me, i'll be your river, river, I'll do the running for you, follow me, i'll be your river, river, i'll move the mountains for you…”
She felt somewhat isolated in a vacuum of slow paced boring days, the molecules of expectations of what is to come hi...
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