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I went to an archive entry today for kicks. Each time I do so I feel that I used to be far more articulate and mentally stimulated. I don't know if it's a lack of confidence or surroundings or simply a natural deterioration (or in some weird way progression?). Maybe it's like photographs, when you look back on them you always think that you were so happy then, but you have to smile in pictures. I guess one cannot ever be sure.
I'm graduated and it's quite surreal. I'm still at school but almost all of my stuff is gone. I worry about what going home is going to do to me, and about whether or not I'll ever be able to push myself into taking the next step in my life. I guess we'll see.
I still miss things that I shouldn't. Ok, person(s). I'm hoping that I just need some good distractions or something new in my life. I know though that's only a temporary fix. None the less,either would require me taking my doubtful finger off of the pause button.
I'm graduated and it's quite surreal. I'm still at school but almost all of my stuff is gone. I worry about what going home is going to do to me, and about whether or not I'll ever be able to push myself into taking the next step in my life. I guess we'll see.
I still miss things that I shouldn't. Ok, person(s). I'm hoping that I just need some good distractions or something new in my life. I know though that's only a temporary fix. None the less,either would require me taking my doubtful finger off of the pause button.