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I wake up in the morning and wonder what the day will hold. I do not so much dread events but only thoughts. When someone cuts me off or is rude, I am not bothered. I like to laugh at myself if I trip down the stairs, if I did not the days would seem longer than they already are. I walk, talk, and laugh every day. But some days I get home and cannot recall any events of the day. I go through every action, but its like I am on cruise. Most days are not like this. But I hate those that are. I do not like wasting days. I do not want to do that. I sit somewhere and wish I were thousands of miles away. I dream of being places so far away from here it would be like a different world. I wish that I could fly every day of my life and never come back down to earth.