July 12th, 2005


i think

i have stopped writing. writing like i've done before, that is.

what is this disease that has gotten to me? my thoughts of late have been picked over by my ever restless mind, as always... yet instead of translating them into words after, they get evaporated into nothingness.

how fun. to exist in a non-existent way and then cease to exist altogether.

i guess i was running away. it's so easy to just report on my random activities from day to day. it's too easy. it also saves time. time which i don't have.

and energy... one mustn't forget energy. and sleep. i need sleep.
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