foresight minds wide magic imagery

it's very strange being "home". something happened to me this semester, "i ain't changed, but i know i ain't the same", and i don't know if it is for better or worse... i guess it's just different, and i won't try and compare it to anything because that seems pointless.

this big audio dynamite song will always remind me of that guy paul who drove me to montreal.. his singing was pretty off-key. i think the world has lost its magic or else i've lost the ability to revel in coincidences. maybe living has become too much of a habit.

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feeling slightly terrible but don't know what to do about it. time and family and cheating and death and mental illness. don't want to be here. this ain't my happy place.