That strange, out-of-sorts feeling is back again. I haven’t felt like this in quite a while, so it’s a bit awkward to get re-acquainted with the feeling. Like a kind of restlessness, knowing something is wrong yet not being able to put my finger on it. And it frustrates me.
I want to scream and shout and stomp. But I don’t. I don’t want to sit and stay and stew. But I do.
I smile on the outside but not the inside.
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