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i like to elaborate, but not have to explain.

i get tired of making the first step, it's not in my nature to do so, i wish they'd come and bother me.

i try to be realistic, but glimmer of hope will show itself from time to time, shaking that resolve.

is it worth the loss and humiliation, the hope of gaining something possibly great?

is the constant emotional rollercoaster better than complete lack of such emotions?

having a contemplative morning, second day of the new year.