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after i dropped people home tonight, and it was only 11, i didn't want to just go home so i went to beverly to my yacht club. the weather was nice, it was dark, no one was there and it was just peaceful. i took a row boat, went out to my mooring and i just shut out the world and relaxed. i don't understand myself. i don't want to have nothing but there's nothing i really want to have. i hate not knowing things especially about myself. everything is just disappointing. yesterday was odd. a lot of things have change but i still just want to be what is considered to be a good person. this is just me mumbling in type form and going nowhere so i'm gonna stop now.