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November 20
2009

Existential Daydreams

It happened again. I am standing still in a void and I feel no hunger or thirst. In every direction is empty air and infinite space and all that exists is her and I. She is standing right across from me as we exchange glares for what feels like an eternity. It's always the same scenario with only two possible outcomes: either we stick together or we part ways until the end of time.

This is quite possibly my most intense, recurring daydream. The premise is so simple yet I always get caught up into it. Perhaps it is how I cope with utter loneliness. During this experience, I can be either genuinely elated or crying out of despair and anger. Do I have feelings for her, or am I just emotionally starved?

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November 16
2009

Fresh

I write this to keep track of the things in my life: the struggles, the absurdities, and what little but amazing, joyous moments. This is my recollection, my validation that my time is worthwhile.

Most people don't live interesting enough lives to write about. I can't judge whether mine is or isn't. In all fairness, people shouldn't be so quick to pass such judgement on others, but life isn't fair, is it?

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