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Originally Posted by atisketatasket
My new-found ability to sit and stare into space for long periods of time is becoming a little frightening.
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I did that a lot when I first left the ex. Literally used to sit and stare at the wall all day til the kids got home from school. It's a strange feeling... 
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'...
At poor peace I sing
To you strangers (though song
Is a burning and crested act,
The fire of birds in
The world's turning wood,
For my sawn, splay sounds,)
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Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue
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