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[scantily_clad]

from an old journal entry, from a book I had read (I think Palahniuk?): The sky is blue and righteous in every direction. The sun is total and burning and just there in front. We're on top of the clouds and this is a beautiful day forever.

I remember when that was my mantra. I would say it over and over to myself... when I had that breakdown in college.. Hm.