Sometimes you smell the scent of sunscreen and feel nothing. Other times, you smell the scent of sunscreen and you think of the way your mother used to look when she cried. 

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Some days words provoke nothing from your brain and body. Other days they seep past every logical, physical sense and freeze time in it's tracks. 

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As a storyteller, I dont claim to understand why this happens. If I'm honest, I don't want to know. 

So if you do, please don't tell me. 

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I just know that I dont strive to write a world that makes sense. 
I strive to write a world that feels real.