January 2012
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I’ve been unhappy for so long I’m really starting to forget what it feels like, to think of it as a memory, this unattainable thing that only I, of course, can go out and get, or at least try to go out and get. Really, is it even there? Is it even possible? Sometimes, when I step away from the numbness because I know I have to search for it to find it, it just seems impossible.