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Another three hours of sleep and one long day ahead of me. I haven't been this worried in years. I was sitting in the bathtub tonight thinking how much I used to worry when I was younger. Things like how my mother was going to pay the rent or if my brother was safe when he was out. Things I couldn't control and it would make me feel sick to my stomach. Then I went into highschool and slept on rooftops and took bus rides to the other side of town instead of sitting in a classroom. I found drugs and puppylove. I loved picking oranges in the morning and walking alone for hours. Everynight I climbed out of my window for the beach and a twentyfour pack. I had forgotten all about my worrying days. Now I have school in a few hours and then I have to catch a ride to my doctors appointment by noon. So we'll see what happens.