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Two Things I Hate

I hate how easily I allow myself to get distracted by inane activities—doing things on devices that serve no purpose—like playing games for an hour of moving files.

I hate how far I’ve fallen from what a friend referred to as a higher frequency.” There was a time, back when I renamed Holy Fool, where I really felt at peace internally. Things people said wouldn’t anger me, I was able to listen without feeling a need to react. I miss that state.

I’m sure now that these two things are in someway connected.

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