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my life as a dichotomy.

should i stay or should i go?

homeward.

death is a crazy concept, i'm trying so hard to grasp. too hard maybe, i dont think that concept is something that's supposed to be understood.

my grandmother used to say that death comes in threes...well one, two... i'm trying not to anticipate the third.

five days til the crazy train.

two days.
three trains going north/east.
one train going west.
one train returning.

too many friends, too far away.

my emotions are in a constant state of chaos.

oh, kittentits.

i noticed that i am no longer close to any of the people i wish i was still close with. i'm trying to work on it, but who knows if it will be the same.

vermont is the root of all happiness (and so are the people), i've come to realize in the past few years. i've also realized that work is oppressing and constantly feeling like i need to accomplish a degree or something in order to have something to fall back on in the future, is a horrible way of feeling and thinking.

now marietta, lets work on it.

p.s. kody and i have a sweet garden, and i plan on building a fort while he's away and its gonna be tough.

it seems that every night i await sleep, cause thats the only time i feel halfway content.

another job is starting this week.

Alaska here i come!

...it seems my luck is changing.