life is an utter mess. and i mean life, not MY life. just life in general. well, my life is pretty messed up also. i need to stay home and i need to not drink.
an observation: there is that definite sense that we are all trying to recapture something. it's something that hasn't quite gone, but we can see slowly slipping away. in our own ways, we are all so amazingly unprepared for what is to come.
perhaps it's like cycling through snow: you can't see what's ahead of you, and you suspect you're doing something quite silly. but in the end, you can't help but feel that if you kept moving, things will be okay, and you'll get somewhere soon. and it could be worse: you could be walking.
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