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it seems my dear Kaity that i have over looked the fact that my mind plays tricks on me. quite literaly when i was done talking to you i was back to normal... or so i though. you see my mind has a way of hiding things from my concious mind giving an illusion even i cannot look through. i am not normal, not alright. i am on the verge of tears and only half know why. it seems that i am not the master of my mind like i thought. i think though that it will all be better in the morning. i just hope i dont take too long to fall asleep, the faster the better. it seems only a few short minutes and im as bad as i was when we first started to converse. what a pitiful creature i am, not even able to see into his own mind to figure out that everything is not ok. and now im getting all pity whorish on you jesus christ. im going to bed.