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5 parking lots, 3 intersections, and about 45 minutes. I feel nothing... yet. It's like the calm before the storm. I know its coming and when it hits me it'll hit so hard I won't be able to breath. So I savor the breath I have now. I keep walking, not really caring about where I'm going or how to get there... Just walking. If my life was a house I'd seriously consider putting in some revolving doors. It's kinda hard to get used to the instability, but nothings stable. Life itself is a temporary state of mind. For now, I'll leave the door open... Come and go whenever you want, just please don't leave a mess on your way out.