here's the thing about going away...it comes down to the last day and all i can think about is not going back home.
It's been 5 days since i've been back and i'm not settling in. Old things to me now seem new and unwelcome. I feel fragile if not vulnerable and everything around me seems to make me want to run away. Everything in the city equates to obnoxious and negative.
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