} :| Seriously this is bad. i am practically MOPING, more than actually doing things. i hate it when im not doing things. i need to roll up my sleeves, feel like im working hard. the difficulty here is that i've been faced with very Existentialist thoughts recently. e.g. i can't shop any more because this is my thought process: SIMILARLY, when i'm faced with work, or applying for internships, or settling other important stuff, my thought process now is: Actually that last question reminds me of Edward Albee's play, The Lady From Dubuque, which I watched last week (not a bad performance by w!ld rice). at one point the character Jo, who is dying from terminal illness, asks what she would need when death is imminent. What would she need then? Who would she need? Would she need anything at all? it is dangerous, thinking about how nothing really matters, because i no longer know what im doing or why im doing what i do. i think i'm in a crisis.
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