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The rustic swell of smoke from inscence sticks fills my room. Contemplation. Meditation. Aggravation. What do I do now? I'm almost completely shut down as far as what to do with myself. How can I possibly be such a changed person? Right now, I literally have no idea what to even think. What I need is a lot of alone time. I can't get that at the moment. I have my Finals on Freshman Comp at 6 and I go back to work tomorrow. Man, I need prayer time.