Where is time kept? In the hands of a clock? Or in the heart?

So I started writing this a few days ago but never really finished it. Now I have a few min while this video renders so I can finish it.

A few days ago I had some lunch with my ex. We haven’t talked in person for over a year. The few times we have talked online were very brief. Anyway it was nice. It’s great to see how far each of us come from what we used to be. I wish her the best of luck with her being a chef.

I’ve been thinking about a lot recently. Not about her but about myself. Eh

The movie just finished rendering so I’ll have to finish this another day.

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