I wake up. Underwater again, it seems. I gasp for air, and I struggle to clear my vision. Shapes are fuzzy. Where am I? This seems unfamiliar, hostile
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It is about 4pm on a Sunday. I am anxiously awaiting some friends to return from Tucson so that I may partake in some mind altering drugs. Specifically the kind that cause ecstatic, rolling on the carpet, massage train state of mind. I wanted to start the journey earlier, but their return is taking longer than expected. I want to go to the park and
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I think I may have discovered what is "wrong" with me. By wrong, I mean, something that can be fixed internally that may have a great, great impact on my life. Otherwise
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