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I'm having an uncertain wtf kind of moment. In being over analytical I am wondering if a simple email means more. I am also warring with potentially good news/ bad news. And I hate that I missed my call tonight. In my guilt in missing the walk today I walked when I came home from work tonight. The rain makes for good company. I wonder sometimes if I'm not a burden to everyone. I also wonder if I'm some diseased misfit. I feel very out of place. I wish I was a better person. Why do I worry all the time and why do I hurt those around me so much?