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Dreamy

Humor me and hit play on the player above.

I LOVE this song.

It takes me somewhere.
It brings thoughts of sitting by the ocean to mind.
Fresh salty air.
Sunshine.

Anytime I hear it, I slow down.
I sit.
I get all dreamy.
I’m a busy girl.
I do alot of things.
I fill my days with projects, deadlines, intentions, and to-do lists.
And I’m loosing touch with dreamy.
I don’t want to be someone who has done everything–gone everywhere–helped thousands. Deep down, I really don’t want to be a rock star.
I want to be dreamy. Like linens in a breeze and toe rings.
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