I don't know what the hell is going on with me. I think it's the summer. The doctor tells me to get more sun, but summer is my least favorite season. It's just so...boring. I crave routine...I love knowing that on a certain day at a certain time this or that will happen. But during the summer we are all just free falling. And, I do not like.
I think I'll drown myself in writing fiction for a bit, instead of all of this reality crap.
I'm stuck in mud. I need to get out of it. :)
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