i'm not really sure because i have this vague sense of being disconnected from myself. there is an air of annoyance i seem to be exuding whenever i come in contact with another human being. and i seem to be hovering somewhere between fantasy and reality, walking around the house pacifying myself with fantasies of life that i dream up.
i contemplated not going to work in a few hours. I tried to tell myself it was because i had made so much progress cleaning up that i didn't want to derail that. but the truth is when i leave, it is like someone thru coldwater on my fantasy world.
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