I helped proofread/give feedback on this thing a while back, and just got a mention there so of course I gotta return the favor. :) Go read it! It's great.

This stress follows me.

Distress follows me.

Trying to calm down. Trying to fight my wallowing.

Galloping through tomorrow like it's yesterday, stressed I say, trying to feel blessed yet still I step to shame. Can't reclaim my own soul. Rock and roll's a livestream that I won't go to with a GoPro. A style I can't call my own. Dues they pile, am I wrong? To keep on. To do things like it's leap year and I'm legion. It's foolish of me maybe. I seek to flee to freedom.

Summer time is coming with a different set of dues. And this regret to lose. I hope it works as planned.

Summer time is coming and I'll shimmer till I'm steeped. In all things that won't stoop. Till I am huge and grand.

Summer time is coming yet it's a feeble hope I think. Cause lately all my summers have been gone within a blink. If I want to change my life I need to start with the sink - not the running water. It's become a slaughter. How much can I drink?

Summer time is coming with another hope though. With a sun and PE. So when I'm done I'll be free. I can run so I'll flee. I'll be strong so I'll lift. All the burdens that now weigh me down and try to find bliss. Like the highest skylift.

I will. My will. I hope? Aye

Wish.

Tomorrow! To the North! To our fated summer days before the summer really springs to grace at our summerplace...

Feeling kind of melancholy for some reason though. Maybe because it'll be such a short trip, maybe because I don't really feel at peace with all the dues I have here, but maybe actually because I do, and this is how you feel when you relax after a big wave of tension? It's been a lot this last week. And weekend. Pressure levels on the level I imagine some people might've been living with all through this pandemic; that I might not have been able to properly imagine before this...

My confidence levels feel lower. Sense of purpose lower. Sensations of exhilaration over the trip. Life force and all. Lower. I feel like either I just want a good night's sleep or I want to get out of here ASAP. Flee the burdens I associate with this place and find some people...

I meant to write peace there actually. Subconscious saying differently?

Is it all that bad though? Don't know. If I rest up maybe this'll let up. Maybe it's just tonight, after a long week and then some with no proper winding down.

I'm logging off for tonight now, and for the rest of the week! See y'all in a bit. When I'm back again and maybe: got a grip.

The thing worse than rebellion is the thing that causes rebellion.

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If it doesn't work feel free to jump to the 45 second mark here.