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oh the places i've been.... my cat is currently wallowing in my lap for some reason, its unlike him to want to stay in my lap for more than 30 seconds, but it's nice, he loves me unconditionally and i get rather obsessed with my pets, so it works out rather nicely... his name is jack and he's more like a dog than a cat... and that's okay. i've had an intense last few days, as graduation came and went, as did the haiti house, everyone is moving out this week and we are all spreading our seeds to the wind and figuring out what the fuck is going on in our lives, without one another... i've stopped looking for a job at the moment, i've applied, but not put in much effort, i'm bummed, completely sore with inadequacy and nothing is helping, pulling myself by my bootstraps is usually my forte, but i'm in full out denial at this point and am having trouble getting on with this shit... i don't even know what i'm missing anymore, i've lost sight of my ideal life in a way. because this is where i am now and this is what i have to deal with and everyday is something different... now the cat has fallen asleep on my chest, maybe its the storms that brings him closer, or maybe he misses me when i'm not here most nights... i'm avoiding people as well, avoiding those who i don't have anything to say too... i'm trying to write a tribute to my house and all that it has meant to me, but i'm lacking the words at the moment, something has been played out, something was too much...and i just can't seem to get over this emotional writer's block.... i do feel love, but in a sad, tormented way, as if i lost a lover that never really loved me back... it's these things that keep me up at night and wake me up too early in the morning...

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