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Soulless. I feel like my job is eating my brain, but I must work to visit friends and family and pay off debt. Still soulless, still feeling detached from humanity, still hoping to figure something out or get sucked under by art.
Working a lot, waiting to move into my new place and wavering between contentment and loneliness. Living like I'm living and plan to do so for a while. There are things that I do that I should do and things that I should do that are yet to be done...life.
Time and space separate me from many friendships...life again, eh.
What else is there other than the standard daily victories and the occasional profound moment.
Working a lot, waiting to move into my new place and wavering between contentment and loneliness. Living like I'm living and plan to do so for a while. There are things that I do that I should do and things that I should do that are yet to be done...life.
Time and space separate me from many friendships...life again, eh.
What else is there other than the standard daily victories and the occasional profound moment.