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Half-formed thoughts have all tumbled into my brain at once and jammed each other from exiting. I wish I could just curl up into a ball and eliminate all thinking. But when you curl up into a ball, thinking is all that goes on...
So you get up, and stagger forward, and by being busy eliminate the thinking. But everything is not normal. Something...is missing. And you watch helplessly as you feel your heart shrinking deeper inside the walls that you can't help but build.