why is it that the only emotional connections i've found recently have been in songs or books? the words of authors have moved me, moved me into a state of longing. but honestly, i don't think i would have it any other way. i admire those who can make me feel.
my current state is recurrent in this state. summertime. i put everything i am working for on hold, and for what? i come back to a place that no longer offers me anything except solitude and a chance to reflect and reform. its nice, i love seeing my family, and the few friends i still have here. but i miss living.
operator, i can't hold much longer...
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