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Waiting has become a lifestyle for me. I barely exist in the now. I am waiting for some other time. Some other person.
Can I bring myself back? What will happen if I don't? Will I just read and sleep the weeks away? Only connecting with the outside world for 25 hours on the weekend?
I find it harder and harder to be interested in reality.
Can I bring myself back? What will happen if I don't? Will I just read and sleep the weeks away? Only connecting with the outside world for 25 hours on the weekend?
I find it harder and harder to be interested in reality.