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I felt a deep sense of nostalgia as I drove down Park Avenue, noting the brilliance of the hues of reds and yellows that were creating a tunnel-like canopy of fall foliage for my vehicle to pass through. It was a drizzly, grey day, the kind that upon waking invokes the feeling of laziness. I had not wanted to escape the confines of many thick ( Read more... ) -
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why is it that everyone in this fucking city somehow knows everyone else? i thought it was just a college life thing but even as i venture outside of the circles of downtown vcu life i keep finding that everyone knows everyone, somehow. -
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i cried today when i learned that one of the kiddos in my class would not be coming back to school with us.
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i'm starting to worry i'm becoming a recluse
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The evenings I am fondest of are those in which you stumble in later than i could ever consider refraining from sleep, carrying your bicycle through the dimly lit hallway to the kitchen to the frequent place you haphazardly lean it against the wall to rest as you will momentarily. i know that the only plausible reason the front doorway would ( Read more... ) -
i had a long fucking day
I got infuriated today and stormed out of my work meeting. I was not aware (just as I usually am not) that it was apparent I was completely pissed until my co-worker asked me what was up via text after I had already left and hauled ass out of the parking lot. I really struggle with being a team player. I work better independently, or with one or ( Read more... ) -
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If I can't make it through training for comfort zone without crying three times, how the fuck am i going to make it through the camp weekend? -
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My days are again filled with incessant shrieking, uncontrollable unwarranted giggling, fits of rage and misunderstandings, jokes, art, math, reading, school, autism, aba, discrete trial, autism, autism, autism blah blah blah ( Read more... ) -
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Instead of perpetuating on misery and negativity, I've slowly started to develop a slow but surely moving path towards positivity, and I'm realizing that I'm more fired up than I ever have been in the past ( Read more... ) -
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I'm pretty glad that I have prozac to help me through this fucking shitstorm. At the risk of sounding as though i am wallowing in my own self pity, things have not been going well. i think that work is honestly the stability I need to keep my shit in check. Now that I'm on vacation from work, everything seems out of sorts. Too much booze, too much ( Read more... )