supsense really is wonderful. i'm enjoying living at this high pitch. everything is grand, because we make it so. theres a subtle shift occurring. one I dont think I'll be returning from.
Dream: My harmless hipster poet neighbor from downstairs, robbing my Grandmother's house upstate, in a rather threatening and sinister manner
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I'm doubting my doubts. Or else I'm just reading too much Graham Greene and listening to far too much David Bazan. In any case, faith is a bit too heavy for me to take on at this particular time.