More to it than it seems.

I have been pretty caught up with work these days. There's just so much to do but so little time given. There's a lizard on the ceiling and a sad show is playing on the television. I feel calm, but I feel this sickening sense of loneliness as well. It's kind of a very tiring feeling.

I've been feeling this sickening sense of loneliness since the start of this day.

I like life. But I hate life at the same time. Does that make sense?

The lizard is still making its way around the ceiling. It's pretty huge for a lizard. I just saw it sticking out its tongue.

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Oh, the lizard is gone. I can't find it anymore. ):

Sigh. Looks like everyone leaves at some point in life.

Toodles.