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i don't think i've ever had a real nervous breakdown. i've always been able to convince myself things are ok, no matter what. But last night I struggled with some sort of a realization. I'm approaching being a junior in college. I'm 19. I keep thinking back to when I was a sophomore in highschool and 15. On one hand I feel like I've changed so much. But sometimes I feel like I've stepped into a time machine and now I live in Isla Vista and go to UCSB. I go running, I still smoke weed and read books, I still mildly despise my schoolwork and classes. Is this how you get old and forget about the past?
I think it might be time to move on.
I think it might be time to move on.