Thursday, January 3, 2013

Living.

Sometimes, it feels like vomiting.
Other times, it feels like nothing. Like forcing yourself up from the warm bed, sick, trying not to puke, and having the frigid air hit you, having to put clothes on and ride a bike to work and hoping you won't freeze to death on the way there.

Sometimes it's like that.


And other times,

It's like nothing.

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