I was in a good mood today and I hardly ever worried about my place and future today. It is Thanksgiving and I remembered that everyone has shit and baggage and existing without bothering people too much is acceptable if you are trying. I'm trying. I'm acceptable for now. It's a masked depression...
I don't really feel like doing anything today. Even this blog was a chore. I almost just typed blah and saved it at that. Today is one of those days where I take mental stock of my situation and blah is the best I can come up with. It's better in most ways than it was before my move, but in many...
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