So, dude is high strung. He's wound tighter than a drum. He's tense. He worries. He has a lot of stuff bottled up; I would suggest that he start a blog but blogs are lame or so I hear.
I have too many people asking for my time, sometimes.
Other times, the whole world seems to do fine without me.
It wouldn't take much for my life to be forgotten
Heck, I don't remember much of it and I'm pretty sure I was there
Non-Zero Factors
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My Chamomile tea smells of dry grass, and cat fur. I let the warm scented
steam ground me while I look around for a place to sit in this Community
Coffeeho...
3 weeks ago
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