it's 10:44 am, on July 24, 2016 - -.

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more and more, one is reminded that one has removed oneself from the people that used to matter. more and more, there are little pinpricks that say "you left this place, and you cannot go home again".

to be reminded of it is to be who you are. to be reminded of it in so many places, in such a short time - all the houses you built and blew down like the big bad wolf - is a little--

well. it isn't a comfortable thing. it isn't the thing you were looking for. perhaps this is depression, but more likely it is the thing that's always been there in the pit of your stomach, just waiting to reach up. waiting to get into your blood and bones, that constant reminder: you have to leave before someone else does.

maudlin. true.

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