Where Are The Rushed Diary Entries, As You Run With Friends To A Playground. Where Is The Harsh, Impulsive

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The ticket is always blank

I feel as though life has been passing me by

It feels like I'm at a train station

Watching the trains pass

Wonder which one was mine

It's hearing a busker's guitar, calm peaceful

We stand their in our own melancholic solitude

Not daring to look up

Buried in our own self doubt

It's watching clouds roll over blue skies

It's watching the seconds tick

Waiting for the clock to fall

And my body to decay

It was laying in the grass

Trying to become a bug

It was standing in the rain

To become a puddle

I think of these things

These thoughts of death that plague my brain

I watch another train go by

The next one, I think,

I'll get on

Sometimes I like making shit memes

Maybe I'm the over dramatic problem.

I think there's something magical about weather. Most people say sunny days improve their moods, but for me it's overcast days that do that the most. But improve doesn't mean it makes me happier, if anything I feel melancholic on cloudy days. But it makes me feel less alone. More together with the world.

Overcast days put me back together.

Episode 3: Smoothie

There are two types of people:

The person who lends books to their friends books while looking them dead in the eyes and saying "If any harm comes to this tome, beloved and sacred to me, you will feel the wrath of the gods, and I will take it upon myself to harvest your soul"

The type of person to read their books in the rain, turn the lights down low and murmur the words on the pages softly in prayer, dog-ear and annotate the pages, and walk while reading which does not end well for any of the parties involved

I am both of those people.

Them: Shake what your Mama gave you!

Me: *stuffing my Autism, childhood trauma and cooking skills into maracas*

I hate when I find the dumbest game and get so entranced. Like it's such a simple yet captivating thing but it would be so embarrassing if someone saw me playing it.

im sorry what did you say? cleaning my room? no no no you've got it confused. im a tired parent lovingly cleaning my young child's room after I have just put them aslseep.