The way these 'blogs' usually start out are with me stringing together one collective thought that may eventually end up being the theme. Today, however, I have no individual thought that could sum up the train-wreck that has become of my mind.
I don't even really know where to start, you know?
Nothing is real, nothing is contingent and nothing is settled.
I wish I could coherently explain to you why I'm so fucked up but there are feelings at stake, situations at stake and you wouldn't get it.
Maybe I don't get it.
My problem is that I care too much, I want too much and I expect too much.
I went too fast, too soon and trying to get back to the pace I need to be has taken almost all of my energy these past 2 days.
If anything, last night showed me that this may not be the end of the world.
Wish I would've gotten out more.
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