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Does anyone remember that episode of The Young Ones, where they were so bored, Vivian chopped off his own hand? Maybe because the past 2 weeks have been such a whirlwind that this downtime feels so uncomfortable. I don't know. I just hate being bored because it makes me think, and self reflection is an ugly mirror for me to be in. I tend to over-analyze all my relationships with people to the point of paranoia. Also obscure memories have been resurfacing. Lately I've been thinking about the summer of 2001 and 2002. I used to wake up early on Saturdays, get weeded, spin records for a few hours then go shopping with T. We usually ate lunch at this gourmet pizza place called Il Vicino then come home, take a nap then go out drinking. It was a usual routine but it was nice. It's weird how the more comfortable life becomes, the more it feels like a trap.

So Justin, what's your point?

The point is, I think too much. The more I wish for a life less ordinary, the more I want things to be simple. Life now is getting to that point of painful content. Maybe I should go driving or make random phone calls... I can't wait to go back to Europe