Dec 13, 2007 23:39
i don't know what to say to you. i often feel that none of this has any point... unable to write, i... drift and drift. i don't know how to enjoy my consciousness, right now, without my paper journal as all-suffusing company. (because of my broken arm, you know.) i feel deadly lonesome. it's silly.
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