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Time and Space
written @ 6:47 p.m. on 2004-05-23

When the weekend comes around, the outside world doesn't appear to exist for me. I spend most of my weekends boarded up in my room. There isn't much to do in this town. Even if I had enough money for a car, I still don't think I would leave this place.

I came back into existance to write this entry. A friend was worried because they thought I had stopped updating. It's not that I stopped, it's that I was doing other things.

What am I talking about, you are the only one who reads this? Why do I write this as if millions of people constantly check this page.

I can dream can't I? No?...

Damnit.

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