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dolariAbout that dread....
In ersponse to a response from Vaysha
But the dread, it's a more personal feeling...and I've kinda pinpointed it. I'm having one of my paranoid days - where every noise is soemthing evil, and certain words are vicious attacks on me. People are out to get me.
Now, I know in my brain that they're not, but that doesn't keep the heart from feeling it. It's like a haunted house - you know that all teh scary guys are just teenagers in makeup, but that doesn't matter in the first few microseconds.
It's one of my, "Let's sit and watch TV all day because TV coddles you" days.
I'll be over it by tomorrow. :)
In ersponse to a response from Vaysha
But the dread, it's a more personal feeling...and I've kinda pinpointed it. I'm having one of my paranoid days - where every noise is soemthing evil, and certain words are vicious attacks on me. People are out to get me.
Now, I know in my brain that they're not, but that doesn't keep the heart from feeling it. It's like a haunted house - you know that all teh scary guys are just teenagers in makeup, but that doesn't matter in the first few microseconds.
It's one of my, "Let's sit and watch TV all day because TV coddles you" days.
I'll be over it by tomorrow. :)
