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A journey of self-improvement - or not. |
Sup? I'm Char. You may know me from timeless classics such as
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Artist: Cigarettes After Sex Song: Apocalypse [Embed For Use By Upgraded+] ![]() ![]() What is "outside"? Sounds scary. Just kidding. I'm writing this entry from the balcony of my new apartment and having a drink. It's very warm here, like in the 80s still as I'm writing this. It's going to storm tonight. You can smell the summer storm looming even though it's not particularly humid or windy at the moment. It's a pretty quiet night, very relaxing. I can see cars, buildings, and I can hear some neighbors talking. A dog barking. The usual. I have trouble sitting quietly and finding peace in things. This year is very stressful, and I've pretty much just been at home for months aside from moving. It's a lonely year. Even though I'm not alone, I never realized how social I actually am. Because I tend to need to be alone to re-energize, it's easy to forget that I really am usually around way more people than I am now. In the Before Times (to quote Robert Waltz ![]() The virus is a weird thing too because a lot of people are just going about their business as normal. They're still seeing everyone they usually see and not much has been interrupted for them. I can't do that. I'm way too scared of getting people sick. I've seen news stories where like ten family members have gotten sick or died from the virus after a birthday party... I would feel so horrible. But it creates this weird thing because I am in my twenties and people are like, "Hey dude, come see me. It'll just be like a cold for you anyway." And I'm just not willing to do it and risk bringing home the virus or taking it with me to the grocery store. Oh, I just heard a firework. So, yeah, that's still a thing apparently. Kind of snapped me out of the moment there. ![]() Quiet moments like this remind me of everything that's going on and how everything was before. I can't imagine ever feeling comfortable again doing the things I did in the Before Times. Everything about this year is taking a psychological toll. Oh, and I'm still in terrible pain as I continue to very slowly heal from surgery. Got the music in you baby, tell me why You've been locked in here forever and you just can't say goodbye |