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what i perhaps desire/fear the most, as i speak to sonia last night, is the loss of time that i am experiencing of things not done, things not made, things that stem from my own mind that is not narrated by the whim of others. that i am not doing what i am ‘supposed’ to do, supposing that i am supposed to do something, and it fills me such sorrow that i view the rest of the world as one big monotony no matter how many people i see or talk to.

-signed, the eternally bored