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time has no meaning to me anymore, it seems to fly by without a thought, but at that eexact moment in time where it is speeding so fast it runs so slow. like as if i were stuck between two speeds. like the transmition is stuck in first and third at the same time. perhaps i have fumbled my way through so many doors that i have lost myself in my own mind living in what i have come to know as normal me and new me. i did some yoga this morning i enjoyed it but it didnt really help my sitution, what with me not getting any sleep that night till about 10:45 in the morning. as i final met that sweet bliss that is sleep touched the taste buds of my mind, the phone rang. sonofabitch you know what im saying, not to mention the fact that it was a useless call from the fucking military, fuck that. i may be willing to die for my family, my compilation of friends, but i am not willing to die for something i dont support with all my heart. so yeah i get up and talk to the guy, hes nice enough but i mean wtf. asking me what im gonna do in the fall, asking me if i needed help paying for it Im busy and i need no help from the government. i found it funny that mark wore the shirt he did to fahrenheit 9/11, good documentary by the way, anyway i really dont feel like talking anymore. im just gonna end this now. stupid tiredness. anyway im outy.