You know, sometimes, I just feel like turning into a piece of floating mush. It would be so much easier. No good, no bad, no stress, just floating. It seems like it would be so relaxing. If I were a floating piece of mush I wouldn't have to worry about my future, or having enough money. I wouldn't have to work. Sick. But then again, what would be the point.
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