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I really have nothing significant to say. 

I keep trying to make sense of the world around me, but no amount of sorting and categorising seems to bring any sense of understanding. It’s like I spent all of my formative and integral developmental years in this self-conceived internal alternate reality in which I had complete control over, and I guess in many respects I did. Hah. I am the Mad-Hatters daughter. 

Anyway, I have to get up early tomorrow for an appointment and then I’m heading to the city to (hopefully) drink starbucks coffee and engage in other city-related activities (state library?).

I’m also feeling terribly anxious about my stats assignment. I’m 2/3 of the way through it, so I have no logical reason to worry. I guess I’m just worried about study in general, really. It feels as if I should be dedicating all of my time to revision right now but I seem to enter this head-space sometimes when I study where I just feel the need to go and go and go and go. To the point where I don’t know when to stop and I feel guilty for not completing everything in one session. Completely and entirely unproductive. I need to learn some effective study skills. 

Rambly post is rambly. 

atomiclanterns: (by Dasha Riabchenko)
4doors: The Catcher in The Rye (by No MSG)
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And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter— they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long.