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Guys, I am rather lonely, and it really doesn't make it any better that I see no end. I'm sure it will end, but I don't see how. I guess no one sees that till it happens anyway.
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I'm dreaming of a utopia. I know that won't match up with reality, but it might still be way better than this, right? -
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I have kinda been feeling for a while now like I'm on the verge of freaking out all the time. I'm not sure what I mean, but it's been ongoing for a month or so. Or possibly a few months. Or maybe a year. Or maybe everything has always felt this way.
There is this thing, somewhere, but maybe there isn't and it seems important. -
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I am getting way too stressed out living at home. I'm also getting sick of my dad's shit, although I know he doesn't mean anything by it. -
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Guys, I'm very anxious about being in ottawa for some reason. Maybe it has to do with living with my parents again. I'm not sure. It may also be the working at costco thing. I can't quite pin down what my issue is. Maybe I feel a little stranded. Stranded in space and in time. Something feels dead about all this. I feel like everything should be ( Read more... ) -
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I need to spend more time being really deliberately empathetic. -
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Guys, I think I'm pretty out of touch with reality. I need to figure out how to get a little more familiar with it without getting bogged down in the mundane. -
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"Art is magic delivered from the lie of being truth." -Theodor Adorno