It feels weird again to just start typing and speaking and plucking away at those keys and watching the words appear before they ever appeared in my head �. It�s that kind of crazy I like � that uncontrolled, unbridled � tossing and turning in bed � I�ll talk to you but there are at least three different things I�m thinking of in my mind at the same time I�m speaking at you�
I�m separating myself- and I�m thinking of throwing something glass against the wall again. Good times. Old times. New times.

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