December 2010
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Diarrhea of the brain
Between about 5 o’clock and 8:30 this evening was the most fucked up experience of my life. I have never been so speechless, uncomfortable, embarrassed, or dumbfounded in my life. My father has never been more obliviously in the zone. Everything was happening at once and I couldn’t compute. I walked out of the room several times to breathe but I could always hear him, his cartoon...
One of the two times I managed to fall asleep sometime this morning I dreamt a man was hit by a car right in front of me on the corner of my street. He instantly died, turned into a featureless dummy, and every article of clothing but his underwear disappeared. I started turning away towards the other onlookers very slowly and just as I was processing what happened and just before I started...
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I just want to take a nap.
So I’m in fact failing a class this semester. I completely fucked up my priorities after getting a job, centering my concerns instead on combatting huge wacky anxieties, sleeping all of the time in order to have the energy for said combatting, and just getting through each day in general. I let my brain shut off a couple months ago and never bothered to even attempt to switch it on again....
Where in the fuck did November go?