In the moment of being in the moment.

I don’t know how long I was standing in the elevator before I realized I was standing in the elevator.

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Weirdo

I already feel weird about the fact that it’s weird and you want me to feel more weird and that’s weird. The fact that you want me to feel weird is weird because you’re weird. Soooo . . . . stop being so weird.

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