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Self-Portrait 3
hellblazer
I feel like I've come to one of those "life-changes" points in my existence. Like all of my so-called life changes (none of which, now that I think on it, seem to change much of anything), it feels like this one's coming about six years too late, but I don't suppose there's anything to be done about that.

I don't really know how to explain this, either. I'm trying and trying, but I just can't seem to put this feeling into words. I don't feel as though I've changed, and I somehow doubt that the entirety of the world has changed around me, but still, everything feels... different. Things that were of paramount importance to me this time last week are sort of just there now, barely worth the time I'm forced to devote to them. I look at a friend who's like a sister to me, and it feels like we shouldn't even be in the same room with one another. And I can't tell if it's me or her. Things that in the past I would never have even thought about doing now seem like the most natural thing in the world. I find myself doing things out of habits that I dropped years ago. I feel oddly like I'm regressing and taking a quantum leap forward at the same time. Walking out the front door, going to work, going out and eating lunch on a Saturday afternoon, things I've done a thousand times before seem different. They feel fresh and they feel new and for the life of me I couldn't tell you why.