The Swim

I went swimming to try to work out things that have been rattling around in my mind. I'm not sure if it worked because I feel more weepy than when I went in. I hoped to find answers to my current life's questions while floating the afternoon away, but unfortunately none were to be found. I'm still alone. I still pine for people that will never be interested in me in a million life times and the worst part is that I still care. I just wanted one year where I didn't care about any of this stuff. Yet here it is, following me to the pool. I wish I was Data from Star Trek: TNG and could turn on and off my emotions with the speed of thought. I know your first thought may have been Vulcan, but they still had emotions. They just suppressed them and controlled them. I don't think I would be a very good Vulcan.

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