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I feel kinda normal tonight. Whatever the reasons, the past couple days have found me acting, thinking and feeling...human. Not exactly the right word--more natural, I guess.
Whatever the word, the change is fucking sweet. I hung out with a couple friends tonight, and watched "The Pagemaster" ($6.00 at A&P), and not once did I feel like an "extra" on the couch, like some kind of afterthought to the group. Understand, I've known these people since middle school -- it's been made pretty clear by now that we get along. But usually I retreat back into my head after a shot of depression / anxiety / semi-coherent ADD gibberish. I could feel that starting to come on before I left the house, but somehow reversed it. What makes it better is that the feeling is definitely taking root.
This is not meant to be the final word on the subject, I'll straighten the description out a little further for my own sake, but it's a good start.
I mean, why not articulate a change in personality?
In other news, then we watched "Cloverfield" and I'm probably going to have some fucked up dreams.
cute, alive hipster chick + bleeding from the eyes, nose + exploding head = shitty thoughts.
ahhh but let's be positive, eh?
Whatever the word, the change is fucking sweet. I hung out with a couple friends tonight, and watched "The Pagemaster" ($6.00 at A&P), and not once did I feel like an "extra" on the couch, like some kind of afterthought to the group. Understand, I've known these people since middle school -- it's been made pretty clear by now that we get along. But usually I retreat back into my head after a shot of depression / anxiety / semi-coherent ADD gibberish. I could feel that starting to come on before I left the house, but somehow reversed it. What makes it better is that the feeling is definitely taking root.
This is not meant to be the final word on the subject, I'll straighten the description out a little further for my own sake, but it's a good start.
I mean, why not articulate a change in personality?
In other news, then we watched "Cloverfield" and I'm probably going to have some fucked up dreams.
cute, alive hipster chick + bleeding from the eyes, nose + exploding head = shitty thoughts.
ahhh but let's be positive, eh?