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I've never been so grateful for the reality I live in and complain about every day....so I guess that's good. I don't know how I forgot my second go enough to ever give a third a chance... The first was fine... it was beautiful and cool even vaguely poetic The others were absolutely terrifying because I knew how far away from sanity I was and how painful it would be to be stuck there eternally... the only thing close I can compare this to is having a super asleep limb and being concerned at it taking so much time to tingle into normality.... and when I say "I've been here before" or "that these places are common ground" I literally feel th

My body has me so down.... how can it hurt to breathe when at times it has felt so unbelievably good to take the air in. Being productive is great but being a product of hedonism and extremities it can also ruin you... yesterday I may have pushed my limits.. I did so many things. I'm reminded of a time when Andrew, Ryan and myself tried to see how many things we could fit into one day.... I think we managed a parade, a  salad buffet, ultra sounds, swimming, stone mountain and some other things but it just felt so poetic to have gotten it all into that tiny amount of time... yesterday was sort of like that... Dan and I ventured out of our comf

We went to this bar called "el Muro" which means the  wall which is a play on a Pink Floyd Album... and they play old rock music and you can give them a list of the songs you want and they'll fit them in... so Gaby, Cesar, Toro, Alejandra and myself all went.... and Gaby has this thing where she just wants to fight and be pissy with Cesar.. I know that sounds simple but he can be expressing an opinion that doesn't affect anyone it's just something he feels or loves and she will persistently tell him how wrong and stupid he is and the other chick would team up with her against him.. I tended to ignore most of the conversations as they had to