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[zachariah]

i think my grasp on what is real and what is not real is twisting. not disappearing, merely...changing. it has a bit to do with who i think i am, and the things which tell me i am or am not that person. this is not a bad thing. it is a mind-expanding thing. maybe i should find a headshrinker? ha. ha.

good news is, 9 hours until my weekend.

bad news is, 9 hours is a long bleedin' time when one is unhappy.