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Thursday, January 23, 2014

Gray

The world is kind of gray today. There's dirty snow covering every exposed edifice, and the street is slate-gray, caked with dried salt. I think there might be a sun shining through the clouds, but my tinted glasses block the glow.

Nothing seems to be going for me this week. My mood matches the world with it's color zapped out. I feel like a hamster running on a wheel, exerting energy but going nowhere. I don't know how to get off or where to go. Slowly, everything is crumpling around me. It's all kind of just one gray blob.

My patience has all but gone, and I'm at the end of my rope. I knot the rope's end as to be able to continue holding on, but my hands are blistering and bleeding. I don't know how much longer I can hold out.

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