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Fuck it got late. I think i was tired earlier, but maybe not.
I'm kind of in a weird place. Sometimes I think "remember when life was fun?" And I just sort of feel like everything emotional in my life is work related or negative. My schedule os boring and the same or close to it every fucking week. On weekends I do basically nothing.
Sometimes I just wish I could take a scrub brush to my life, or parts of it, and start over. Sometimes I wish things had happened just a little bit differently.
But I can't start anything over, and I can't make fun out of nothing anymore.
I'm kind of in a weird place. Sometimes I think "remember when life was fun?" And I just sort of feel like everything emotional in my life is work related or negative. My schedule os boring and the same or close to it every fucking week. On weekends I do basically nothing.
Sometimes I just wish I could take a scrub brush to my life, or parts of it, and start over. Sometimes I wish things had happened just a little bit differently.
But I can't start anything over, and I can't make fun out of nothing anymore.