Mar. 14th, 2017

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"I feel it all fading and paling, and I'm begging to drag you down with me, to kick the last nail in"

I am always coming here saying "I don't have much / anything to say" and variations of that.
I guess that's one of the reasons that I always try to write down my dreams. Well, that, and because otherwise they won't become permanent memories, but I guess that's a whole other thing.
Maybe I have that in reverse. Maybe the reason I feel like I have nothing to say these days, is because I have spent more time writing my dreams. Maybe life just isn't exciting these days? Or maybe it's just all the same tired old re-warmed crap it always is. And Facebook. Let's not forget to blame FB as well. For... something.

Pain isn't much better today. Can't miss work for a while, because I missed it a while back. My supervisor gave me the info for a chiropractor near here who takes our insurance though, so if it doesn't get better soon, I guess I will have to look into that. The physical pain will have to outweigh the existential horror of my anxiety of dealing with things like that, and push me over the edge, so I can make the decision. Stupid mess.

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