I ought to be sleeping, but I can't sleep. I drove around for a while, but still can't sleep. Why do I have to have emotions? Why can't I just turn them off, instead of feeling so passionately about everything. Maybe I just shouldn't care anymore about anyone or anything. I wish I could, but that's not me. I need to sleep. I have a long drive ahead of me tomorrow, which means I can dwell more on the thoughts keepping me awake. Isn't life wonderful?
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