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wandered
September 29, 2004 @ 11:20 p.m.
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The truest thing you can ever do is to acknowledge that you're lying to yourself. I'm back again, stranded on the same planet, with the same beings, still lost, still curious, wondering at what point I will get the point. This joke is funny but I can't remember why. I'm running in circles and talking in rhymes. I want to write something true, but that's becoming harder and harder because I can't think too straight these days. The people are coming in droves. I can't ward them all off, these spells only work for so long. Tell me there's a way out and I will believe you. Tell me I'm not as trapped as I feel. Because I think I'm happy. But sometimes I can't tell. And that makes me nervous. What do you do when everything feels like it's pulling you everywhere but where you are? Is this just me being human? Unsatisfied no matter what? Am I just a product of my culture with a consumption ethic that has gone into overdrive? Or am I a fool who hasn't followed his own heart? There are so many things I'm supposed to do and I think I'm too scared to do any of them right now. So I guess the first thing on the list is to change that. Wish me luck.

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