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The Released Balloon Speaks

Home early after the final final and yet again I'm struck by the deflation that comes along with finishing stressful and taxing things. You'd think I'd be happy to be through for a couple of months but instead I'm fighting off phantom dread and lumbering towards something more adequate than the slivers of sleep I've been allowing myself the last couple of days/weeks. It feel less like cathartic and more like air escaping from a balloon. If you'll excuse me I have a room to putter around and some disgusting noises to make while doing it.

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