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hmm .. haven't seen this baby in a while.
it's a little disconcerting when your reality starts to blur and you can no longer tell which parts of your life are real and which parts happened while you were sleeping. my dreams and my waking life are so similar at this point.
i'm happy but i'm not making myself happy. i'm depending on other things to make me happy. people, substances, old ideas. when i really think about it, i get depressed.
so i won't think about it.
it's a little disconcerting when your reality starts to blur and you can no longer tell which parts of your life are real and which parts happened while you were sleeping. my dreams and my waking life are so similar at this point.
i'm happy but i'm not making myself happy. i'm depending on other things to make me happy. people, substances, old ideas. when i really think about it, i get depressed.
so i won't think about it.