bridgecity's Diaryland Diary

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my brain is losing. names faces times places the order of events and what happened when and who was involved and who said what and when whatever was suppose to happen and why.
it's getting cold and things slow down some and scents get strong from molecules being closer together. and the natural fragrance of nostaglia comes with autumn. then rain then freeze then the stunting absurd texas weather shifts hot/cold punch our heads.
i find myself crying when i wake up in the morning like i awoke from a frighteningly sad dream. i've shocked my lifestle and it's hard to take. all the details changed and none of the constants.

4:15 p.m. - 2006-12-10

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