Unhappy. The hope and goal of my life is not to be happy, just less unhappy. Passion and principle never gave me anything but misery. Of course, ennui and lethargic resignation haven't served me any better. Decided to drink last night. Didn't. Went so far as to uncap a hard cider at the queer Catholics dinner tonight. Walked away. Wanted "just one" cigarette yesterday. Didn't. "Gasping for a fag" today. Passed. The small things...
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