Today, I find myself half-way down a page of diary-styled blog writings before I snap-finally realize that I'm not reading my own writing.
I keep getting caught between deja-vu, deja living, and that almost fluffy pillow feeling of being completely detached from my environment. Last night, I went to a show, and I felt like I was watching the whole thing not-firsthand, but instead on TV.
Today is my first true Monday (i.e. not a Memorial Day) away off of work, what bliss. Today my vacation consists of taking the longest bath possible and sitting with my cat.
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來看看你囉~blog很棒! ...........................................................................
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