hard times.

in a state of prolonged isolation, the unthinkable becomes a possible course of action, and the it is easy to justify the unjustifiable. it's not what i really want. not at all. but it beats what's going on now (nothing) and that is not good. i am going to do the right thing, i think.





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maybe i am missing the signs and have been all along. maybe i should just man up and go for it. or maybe i shouldn't and should just let it fizzle out and die.