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i don't feel like i have much to say about things anymore. i just sort of do my work and go about my day, and i feel pretty content and drama-free. did someone suck out my brain and replace it with oatmeal? i do feel a soothing senstation in my head.

subsequently, since i obviously don't have much to say when i'm "content", i'm going to quit writing until i have something to write. there's nothing really to purge or to glory in. consider the feeling of basking on the beach in the sun, smelling the salty air, and tossing back a few margaritas. leaving with that image....back to work.