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Another day in the time warp. I feel so tired I don't even know what day it is. Working two jobs will do that to a person I guess. Misconceptions about reality and life always seems to take me out of my world and sets me into a nevernever land. I'm beginning to think I like the never never land the best. Time doesn't exist, I do, time does not control my moments, I do. People float in front of my vision, and talk with open silent mouths, I feel a breeze and a rush of energy from some, but most are empty pockets of nothing. I hope that in some way I can put a little bit of my nothing in their empty pockets, so they can at least take it out sometimes and look at it and know that it was something. Overwhelming moments creep into my serenity and I become a different person for awhile. Still me, but without the nothing.