This is only the 4th time I've written anything in 2013. Says a lot about the year itself. Sometimes you wonder if you've hit rock bottom and then just started to dig. Suffice to say that after being taunted ad nauseum with the hope of something working out, only to be snatched away at the last minute- at a certain point you just stop thinking further and develop what I call fatal nihilism. Right now, I don't even have the luxury of solitude. It's the one thing I've pretty much craved and been deprived of for the last 2 and a half years. But well, nothing to do but grin and bear it.
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