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Free Writing - Take 89

Totally random stuff in my head right now. After sleeping about 4 hours in 60 hours, I crashed for 4 hours this afternoon/early evening. I then went to eat and realized the only think to eat without making pasta or rice, was a nice breakfast. So what if it was 10PM. Breakfast is good at all hours. The options became limited today and I'm not happy. Was hoping to clear my face and branch out. Some of you will get that, but let's just say, my face has been a disaster for two months now and I was hoping help was on the way. Luckily, with my life right now, nobody sees it, but a tiny kitten, who doesn't seem to judge me for my appearance, but how much attention I give him. I then watched one of the worst movies I've ever seen and came upstairs. For five, maybe four, I'm not sure, hours I've sat reading news, chatted briefly with a friend and wrote an e-mail to my brother. My communication with the outside world seems completely via the Internet and I wonder some days where everyone who I used to hear from went. Then I remember I'm the one that moved and I'm taken back to 1985. The birds are chirping and the squirrels are stretching and somewhere there is a tiny kitten who hopefully misses me. He avoided me all day and I can't say it didn't suck. Here's to a better day, but I know better, so I wish it for someone else and try and make that happen. We'll see.

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