when skies are gray
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
So often feel I'm not even in the room, makes me want to get the hell out of it a good deal of the time. Outside, moving.
Nice, crazy, nice, crazy.
Exhausted, high levels of adrenaline, seems familiar.
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