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anxiety has consumed the last
December 29th, 2000anxiety has consumed the last day, i cant take waiting for the telephone to ring.
i need answers now.
i wish i was working this week, i could let menial tasks occupy my mind in the meantime.
i feel parts of my body ache, and im not sure if i am imagining those pains, or if its real happening.
i lie on the bed, and stare the icons changing on instant messenger. one person leaves. another logs on. someone is still idle, and i wonder whats up with that. i wonder if anyone will send a message. these conversations drop off so quickly.
i think, am i dying?
i go and wash the dishes leftover from last nights cooking in the sink.
am i? i begin to entice myself with the notion of making final preparations; i search the web for interesting casket models.
i contemplate cremation.
stop overdramatizing, you havent heard just yet.
for this moment, im as good as dead.