damik's Diaryland Diary

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Time passes quickly

Has it been two weeks already. Time stops for nothing does it. I hate how displaced I feel. Yesterday he told me to go home, and I told him I didn't have one. I laid down on my bed with the cats today, and it didn't feel welcoming. I was instead terrified of the spiders who I'm sure have made themselves a home in the sheets and blankets. His room feels more welcoming now, but... Well I'm sure I'm being paranoide but I was woken up yesterday to the sound of Colin and Coleen talking and I swear she was complaining to him about me. I know I complain about her and about him, and of course they are going to complain about me, I just don't want to feel it so tangably. I just don't want- I hate the way I feel like I have to tip-toe so not to bother anybody. I know its just me and the bad experences I've had living with people, but I miss having my own space. I miss the comfort.

9:41 a.m. - 09-19-03
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