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Fri, Apr. 12
... 8:30 in the morning
I've been sitting here staring at a blank screen for 10 minutes, trying to think of something to write.

Tonight was fun. It was kind of odd... I felt very detached from the whole scene. It was like I was watching the situation from the outside, kind of involved with everyone, but not really there. An odd sort of a situation. It was fun, though. It really was.

It was strange to be in a big group, though. I felt like Kat planned the whole thing, which was fine by me, because I felt like I just didn't have the energy or motivation to actually plan things. I just wanted to let things go, let someone else take care of it, or not worry about it altogether. She was great, though. She took care of everyone and made sure it was all good. I appreciated it a lot.

This is one of the biggest groups I've hung out in for a long time, especially a "concentrated" group, not just a bunch of people in the same place, but not really hanging out together. It was slightly overwhelming, but it was still good. I probably wouldn't have wanted this a few months ago, but it's a lot better now. I feel much more up to doing this kind of thing that I was before.

My thoughts aren't super coherent right now. I can't really get them into sentences... so I'm going to go to bed. It's been a long day, and I have another chiropractor's appointment tomorrow morning at 8:30. That's really early. Blah.
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posted at 1:34 a.m.