Yeah, I know. It's been two and a half months. I was going to write the first weekend I got home, but everything I used to do seemed so silly at the time.
I was restless, I didn't know what to do. I got used to a strict schedule, and all my hobbies seemed pointless. Then it got worse, and I didn't want to do anything anymore, just because. I didn't
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