I realize that most of my blog entries are inspired by discouragement, or some form of malcontent.
Why do mother and father talk so much? They disturb my train of thought. Stop it. Stop it.
I'm feeling discouraged this weekend, and I have no one to talk to. Maybe I do; I should be grateful. I can't talk to k1 or kg about this; what if my emotions diffuse onto them? I can't talk to kw about this; she'd make me write a list of what's bothering me.
So, to blog.
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