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Originally Posted by Moose72
I want to run. Cry. Dash through the spaces between my thoughts, like a grove of intangible trees. Nothing is real except the me I see in me that wants to be free.
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This is how I usually feel. Nothing is real except me, and even that is questionable.
You've been going through a lot lately with your health. It's understandable to not feel so well right now.



Your typing sounds a bit manicy to me, actually, not the usual Moose. Hang in there!