Self preservation can be hard, miserable work. I think this is for many reasons, one of which is the capacity of the human mind to move only towards what it is we try to preserve ourselves from. It is a cruel, cruel joke that I am perpetually the butt of as I wander around LA. I read the flashing signs above store fronts and suddenly I'm taken through the maze--- layer upon layer of recalls until I end at the same place I'm trying to hard to ignore. It's making me want to delete part of my brain. Like in that movie. Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.
Man, they had a point there. A twisted, debilitating, wonderful point.
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