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I feel like an idiot right now. I wish I could understand. I wrote in my big green book where I keep my poetry... I found myself upset. I got so used to being so alone by myself my writing and music is all I really turned to. Lately I've been away from that. It was really challenging to make myself write.

There is always a constant balance I have to keep. I've come to accept it rather than be upset with it. Something's going one way, and then the other. I really don't want to be philosophical about it.

Just being