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I believe no human being has ever consumed as much candy as I have in a two day period. I'm about to get kicked off the computer so this won't be long. I don't think. I don't really have much to say. And I don't really know what possessed me to come on blog spot. But I'm here now. And typing. I'm not really going through any difficult times, which is usually the reason I resort to online venting. The only thing I can really tell that I'm feeling is that finally this year things are going right. I know where I'm going and I can not wait to get there. I wish my life would just speed up until tomorrow and I never had to sleep. The anticipation of each day kills me. I want to fast forward to the good parts of my day. But then I guess if there was a good moment in the midst of my normally boring moments I might miss it. Then would I remember everything that I fast forwarded to once I hit play ? Or would it not be the same, like I just watched a movie or something and never actually lived it even though I did. Would other people notice that I was fast forwarding ? Would I be able to control myself while my life is moving super fast ? Or would I just sit there like a vegetable until I hit play? But if I just sat there like a vegetable then I wouldn't be able to hit play. Would I just fast forward until I starve and die ? What would people do? Would anyone find my remote and push play for me ? Or could they not enter my alternate universe that rips the space time continuum? Is that how you spell that? Would I fast forward past my death too? Would God be mad at me for wasting my life ? But I didn't know it would waste my life. Or is skipping the boring parts in your life considered wasting it too ? Does that mean I'm taking my life for granted ? Or does that mean I'm just human and get bored sometimes. Or some weird combination of the two. Seems to explain my life, probably it. I feel like going to a pumpkin patch. And a petting zoo. Dressed up as a cow girl. Talking in a heavy Texan accent. I will someday. Maybe even when I'm old and can only get around in a wheel chair. I'll be the crazy old western lady in the flannel and wheelchair in the petting zoo stuffing my face in boxers now where did that come from ? Only one person in the entire world knows. Only one person in the six billion plus people in this entire earth knows what that means. Is that baffling to you or is that just me ? It's getting more and more difficult to type without typos my phone just vibrated. It's the one person out of the six billion that means more than the world to me. I don't know if anyone reading this could ever understand that. And if you can, then you are insanely lucky just like me. Because it's extremely difficult to find. So much for this being short. Now I have to go. Night.

XOJM