Attitudes: My driver's license

Before getting one: fuck cars
After getting one: fuck walking

Before driving in the winter: I'll be there in 15
... in the winter: I'll be there in—

I want to stop

I'm reluctant to move in any direction right now, I don't feel like sleeping or waking up. I don't want to speak to anyone, but when someone speaks to me they'll either remind me of happy times and I'll laugh and feel happy or I'll fill up with rage and contempt towards them and what they say. I'm tired of responding. thinking. doing [nothing]. I don't want to dress up or undress; tired of the thought of taking a shower or brushing my teeth, yet doing these things, I'm very pleased with myself and the outcome. Clean teeth, hair, comfortable clothes; soft.

Times like these make me wonder how large the possibility is that I'm losing it or how people end up in that state. How does one... and why don't they.

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