So…
At what point do people find things to enjoy? Like, is there a switch to turn on where you wake up and look forward to anything? If so, please let me know.
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Destructive Anachronism
Musings of a 33-yr. old writer of fiction and assorted commentary, eternal student and bibliophile, Arsenal fanatic, polyglot Germanophile, Democratic Socialist, feminist, Unitarian and staunch advocate of LGBTQ+ equality. Let your freak flag fly.
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