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3/4/11

I don't want to just be. I don't want to live a normal, boring life and be forgotten. I don't want to spend time on the "necessary" things, like cleaning, making money, dealing with relationships and difficult things. I understand they are a part of life, but I don't know if I'm willing to pay that price for life. I don't know if life means that much to me. I don't know if the good outweighs the bad and if it's really worth the trouble. If life meant spending time doing things that made me happy, I might be more inclined to stay, but it seems like all it will ever be is tedious work followed by more tedious work in order to squeeze out some transient happiness.