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insomnia.
so this is back, & i don't really know why. i think because i was remembering the past, and wanted to read things. and. i don't really know.
i can never throw anything away.
& i wish i could sleep. i wish i could understand so many things.
and oh. it's funny, isn't it, how things change?
how easy it is to see things differently once you are removed from a situation, no longer drowning and immersed in it? how your perspective shifts, in the most extreme way possible. how you have such a hard time understanding how you felt then, or rather- how you thought you felt.
makes me question so many things.
funny how that happens.
mostly, i am over here for those of you who happen to stumble across this & do not know me.
i don't know what is going to happen today, let alone tomorrow or a month from now. & i think i am content with that.