It's 11:07pm. I'm suppose to be at work, FULLY FUNCTIONING in less than 7 hours. Where is my mind? on the ruins that my summer has become. I had plans this summer. I wanted to do things. I wanted clean my room. get a hair cut. get in shape. get my eyes examined (not really, but it needs to be done) relax. get a tan. have a date. find love. (okay,
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