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What makes this life interesting is the way it moves against me (or me against it?) whichever way it’s still beyond what I have ever fully known. Maybe this life is structured as such, in a fashion that I’m behaving like I’m dying the next day. It’s not going to make sense until it ends. All of my feelings will be like the ashes left when a firecracker lit up and left everything but a memory. It will soon all make sense and it will justify this undeniably chaotic life.