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I periodically get extreme intellectual butterflyism. It's a bit like staring into a fridge, hungry and indecisive. I sort of have a vague idea of what it is I'm looking for. Something about aesthetics and/or art (not correcting my misuse of either term would be appreciated) but not fluffy feel-goodery or religious. I have a few possibilities, and many things I'm reading casually.
Might skip out on all that and start studying German instead. Not sure.
Also, anxiety is starting to get bad again. Coincides suspiciously with my not exercising at all...Back to the gym I guess.
I have mended a lot of fences recently. I have this weird tendency to think that once people don't see me regularly they don't care about me at all/don't remember me. Kind of like Phoebe in 30 Rock. Seeing old friends has made me think this is a self-defeating perspective. So I'll probably be bothering you all soon.
Well, back to pulling piles and piles of books out from the storage room.
Might skip out on all that and start studying German instead. Not sure.
Also, anxiety is starting to get bad again. Coincides suspiciously with my not exercising at all...Back to the gym I guess.
I have mended a lot of fences recently. I have this weird tendency to think that once people don't see me regularly they don't care about me at all/don't remember me. Kind of like Phoebe in 30 Rock. Seeing old friends has made me think this is a self-defeating perspective. So I'll probably be bothering you all soon.
Well, back to pulling piles and piles of books out from the storage room.