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i'm in a strange situation where part of me wants to drop every single responsibility i have, and part of me wants to pick up 6352987 new ones. i've reached a point where i'm just so tired that i want to leave absolutely everything behind, just forget about life and rest for as long as i can. then another part of me figures, if i'm tired, shouldn't i change what i'm doing? shouldn't i pick up and start again, full force ahead? make up responsibilities when i run out of real ones, just to keep myself moving toward this one goal whose nature i don't entirely understand?
these really are confusing years.
these really are confusing years.