wow, i just spent three months in los angeles dealing with real life problems. i mean, problems of life and death. i didn't feel this way. i felt useful. i was afraid, i cried often, but it was something more solid, more concrete.
but i come back here to and being in school triggers anxiety that is absolutely out of proportion to its importance. i shouldn't be surprised. this isn't a new pattern. in fact, i think this is one of my most basic patterns. still, i can't think or sleep. i don't feel right.
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