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I miss how simple everything used to be. I feel so dang lonely. I wish I could steal a kitty and take it to Tampa, that would probably ease my troubles. I could secretly keep one and Denise wouldn't have to know. Denise will be gone for a week or two for her work. I will be all alone and my mind will imagine things that aren't there and I will become paranoid and uptight. On the other hand I will probably fall into a deep hole, stay there a while in my cave and do nothing but paint all night and not sleep enough and write in my journal. Create fond memories of nothing. Forget how to interact with humanity and run away from society, be free and wild like the lioness I am. I don't feel connected to anything anymore. Surreal and obscure.
I don't feel at home anywhere. I don't know comfort or safety anymore. Where has it gone?!
I don't feel at home anywhere. I don't know comfort or safety anymore. Where has it gone?!