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dream

two nights ago i dreamt that i was talking to myself. the other me was consoling and coercing me into madness, saying that it's inevitable and just to accept it. that i'll die alone in an institution, and that if i get used to it now it won't be so bad later.

i was fired from my dream job almost 2 weeks ago. i don't know what to do, how to exist or cope or accept or move forward. i can't lie and say i haven't thought about giving up, but i know that's a permanent solution to a temporary problem (how many of us hate that little catchphrase?).

i'm alone in a crowd and smothered with just one person.