Another week of school finished and I am sick. Finding it hard to be happy with things. I feel like I am looking for something. I just don't know what it is. I find myself unable to even settle on a TV show to watch. I just keep thinking that I should be doing other things then what I am. The constant pondering and fantasizing about living a different life is more torture then escape. It is rather troubling that the only thing that provides me any calmness is something that strengthens my depression. Ha, to be, to be, to be.
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