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whydoihaveablog:

I want to start a group for people who are for equal rights, but who immediately dislike anyone when they read or overhear that they are for equal rights, because fuck off, why are you talking about equal rights at this sweaty party in an apartment that is 4 square feet large?  Stop mentioning it on your facebook. And, we get it, everyone likes Bob Dylan. Stop talking about Bob Dylan.

I’m going to call it the I Don’t Want to Be Alive Anymore Group.

Shannon is about to run her very first half marathon on Saturday and I am so proud of her. She’s been doing training runs over ten miles which is longer than I’ve ever run at one time in my life. Remember when I used to be addicted to running and working out? Yeah, I’m not anymore. But I want to again. I joined NYSC two weeks ago. It’s a short walk from my house. 

We didn’t have power for eight days. Halloween was ruined by a freak snow storm that left 900,000 people in Connecticut without power. I hated a lot of things in that short span of time that felt not at all like a short span of time. Now that life is back to the way it was I’m thinking about things differently. I’ve spent my morning off reminding myself of all the things I like about my life and myself because I seemed to have forgotten. 

The more time I spend away from the place I grew up, the more I realize what I had and why I liked it and what I like now and why. Even a move nine hours north can call things into perspective in a way that makes everything feel new. Maybe it’s my age. Either way, I stare off into space more than I ever have. It’s made me a less aware driver. Or maybe that’s the constant mind-numbing traffic?

For my birthday I would like a subscription to the Sunday Times.