May 6.
In last night's dream, I was crying, yet still self-conscious (meaning that I cared about what people watching the display thought, so I know that whatever it was that I was crying over must not have been too dire. Or maybe it was something existentially dreadful, and I just couldn't comprehend its weight because I have stopped valuing things and have forgotten what really matters to me... Okay, I get the message. Now I shall rethink my values. Nietzsche would be proud).
May 5.
I walked around town in the rain with a friend-in-training. We went to a few stores and ate at Lick's. Sounds really interesting. At one point we were half-naked and watching movies while our clothes were drying, but no one wants to hear about that boring stuff.
Almost every single time that my sister wants something from me, she does not ask, she demands.
I, as the others she offends, immediately assume the defensive position and expend hours of time and energy trying to prevent her from, say, using my extra pencil sharpener for example.
May be
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