Stale Water

Gah, that previous post has been locked in my head for too long. Didn’t turn out exactly the way I would have liked.

Typically, Wednesdays during week-long breaks are the beginning of my demise; I start to get tired of the nothingness that break entails. It always feels like I start treading stale water around this time; listening to my own words repeat in my head does not do my sanity any favors. Although I recharge by being alone, I need to talk to people to be myself. It’s an odd and unbalanced dichotomy, to be sure!

So, uh, chat me maybe?

 

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