Some things aren't true until you say them...

09.14.2009 - 1:48 p.m.

Always when I have so much to think about, I have no time to write it out.

I make notes to myself, mental and otherwise. I talk to myself in the car. I keep myself up at all hours of the night, wake up when I should already be working.

None of this is new. I have made no progress in over a year. I have found a sort of stasis in a numb life.

I don't know what will ever jolt me out.


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