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Things are changing. But it doesn't feel at all concrete. It feels kind of funny, slick and slimy, as it should feel. It gives an amount of freedom to move around and do stuff (yes, stuff). Unless that change involves imprisonment of the physical or mental kind. Then you need change to get out of that darn situation. Unless you like it there. Then, well, welcome to your 7th heaven.
Anyway. I'm going for a run. I've been pigging out on sweets and nasty fatty foods for the past couple days. Then I'm going to write this letter of interest. And then I'm studying history with Tam-Tam. I totally feel on top of things.
----Edit----
It's been two hours, and already things have changed.
Apparently I'm a vilan amongst a certain few.
See what I'm talking about?
NOTHING IS CONCRETE.
And it's a good thing.
Anyway. I'm going for a run. I've been pigging out on sweets and nasty fatty foods for the past couple days. Then I'm going to write this letter of interest. And then I'm studying history with Tam-Tam. I totally feel on top of things.
----Edit----
It's been two hours, and already things have changed.
Apparently I'm a vilan amongst a certain few.
See what I'm talking about?
NOTHING IS CONCRETE.
And it's a good thing.