Clicking on stale links, I'm always hoping my connection will help me overcome this loneliness. And it only makes sense these days, when I've never felt lonelier in this town, in this season.
This college has never made for a good home, all while my choices simultaneously sundered whatever feeling of place I had somewhere else. Sometimes I think I should be a nomad. Most of the time I'm too scared to be adventurous though.
I wish there was more to say, maybe a hopeful flip, but these are purely dark and simple matters. One day I won't be alone in a wasteland.
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