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i haven't written in forever. life is so uneventful right now. i spent this whole weekend painting.
i don't work until four almost every day this week. trips to santa cruz are destined.
i've come to notice that i am often happy for absolutely no reason. i will be sitting there, doing something that is everyday and regular and i will notice that i am ridiculously happy. then i ask myself what i have right now that is so great and i can never place anything out of the ordinary. fuck, i am grateful for that personality trait of mine.
my body needs sleep
