April 19 2056
I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I’m just so stressed out I cant stand it, I feel like I am going to explode. All the noise, the mind melting advertisement, the ignorant people with empty heads; it’s too much. Everybody moves too fast, and hardly ever talk to you, and if they do, it’s a mindless droning of dialect about the parlor families. The worst part is that I don’t know how I can escape from this torment of stress. The usual treatment, of fast driving, skydiving, dirt biki…
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Posted on May 9, 2009 at 10:33pm —