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I wonder if my hesitation is linked to how I felt about them or how I feel about life.

There's always a sense of inescapable worry or doubt.

I dream of people and I see them in real life within the span of three days, ones I don't regularly see. I can feel textures of clothing that show up when im still in deep sleep. My body sensed that I was going to see a person that wasn't around for some time now. I woke up seconds before they came into my room. They just came back from a long voyage. It's strange because before I drifted in my sleep I told myself I wish they were here.

My subconscious is more conscious than ever.

Hints to objects I'm clearly not finding are painfully obvious, closer than how I keep my sheets to my body.

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