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It was time for a fresh start.
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Basic human bullshit. [090705.0547]
I haven't been sleeping well again. So last night, I took a sleeping bag to the lifegaurd stand right behind my house. I laid there for hours, listening to music and thinking about why I feel the way I do. I felt so small there. Kind of squished between the ocean and the sky. I liked that feeling of smallness.. I don't know why. I think it made me realize that we are all small. That the world is small, that everything is small. But it can feel huge. And that's what's so beautiful about it.
As for why I feel the way I do? That's an easy one. I'm alone because I push people away and when they get tired of pushing back, I let go. The thing is, I don't know if I can stand the disappointment of letting someone know me and then..

Well, everybody knows this anyway. No need for me to say it.
But I like that everybody knows it. I like thinking that anybody knows anything at all.


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