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Lately I feel like my head keeps hitting the wall. It is this weird stage, similar to when I didn't know where I was going to school as I wait for all the room mate information, the final housing info, my classes, and all the other ducks to fall into a row. I hate silence. Particularly that which I have at home lately. I get into this space where I want nothing to do with my family. Unfortunately, I forget that I live with them. I can pretend for maybe two days by isolating myself, reading a lot, going away, etc. but in the end it never works. I love them all, but sometimes I just want them all to go away. Our fights can be compared to falling off a cliff; This period where you look down, but can kind of pretend everything is alright, maybe reaching for a parachute. Suddenly you realize your parachute is still at the top of the cliff and you slam into the ground with such velocity that there is an imprint that can be admired by chinese tourists. Deep Breaths. Pull it together. Not many more days till I get to go to Mexico. But with the way my luck is going, my Crash Family Feud imprint is going to be deep enough that I can see Zimbabwe without having to pay airfare.