Wednesday, February 18, 2004

Today is a bad day. It's one of those days where you just drift through the hallways, counting down the seconds until you can go home and curl up in your bed. All you can think about is how to get them all to leave you alone. It's the kind of day where you just want to disappear. You can't explain why; it just seems like nonexistence would be much darker, much quieter, and a million times more comfortable. The End.

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