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I know the truth now
I know who you are
And I don't love you anymore
-Evanescence

Inbetween one of the most wrenching conversations my character has ever had in game, and the strange light, and sitting here, I feel so damned old. And every single time I go to type god damned I hear Christopher Walken's voice snap at me to watch the profanity, and hence I erase and retype.

And it's not anything really, just a weird mood that will pass when the wind shifts both inside and out. My moods are often ultra sensitive to things I'm listening to or watching. I had to hide in R's room and collect myself after watching Moulin Rouge the second time, because the story and some of the songs just wreck me.

But more than last year, I feel things changing.

Purchased pita bread and things to make egg salad. Strange craving.