Realised finally why I am so resistant to getting an eye test. Have so little identity that I am clinging even to negative traits. ('That's Phil, his eyesight is shit.')
My most distant friends are the closest to me.
Recurring dreams are very rare, and occur only when I am truly obsessing over something.
Fantasy scenario is theoretically a possibility, but practical costs and likely ruinous. I keep circling it.
Have discovered a new identification figure.
I have incredible ideas every day. I am convinced of their brilliance. I can't execute on any of them.
Recently I've been reminded of all the things I wanted to pursue that were cut short. I had mostly forgotten about them until now.
I don't write about myself very often. Afraid of spiralling. Will probably stop now?
Why all of this? Because I wanted to write and was struggling.
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Yuri, you fuel, get your goddamn eyes checked.
You are so totally you that I don't know anyone else like you.
If that ain't identity, I dunno what is.
<3
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