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Either end of the year and his typical fatigue with transshipment affect, or something in the porridge is not enough ....
I feel as though I were 40 years and then all of 50. Both physically and mentally.
Maybe I had died long ago, and I hesitate to say so ...? All
some gray, dreary, dismal. Absolutely meaningless and monotonous.
nah work tries family tries everything. Nothing brings joy, nothing surprising, empty a-ta.
somehow suddenly thought - it would be nice to get back on 10 years ago to once again feel as strongly love, the joy of meeting friends, the joy of travel and adventure, enjoy every little thing, every trifle .....
Really, people older than becomes, the less in his life, light and good emotions and situations? And nothing but life, work and thoughts about money and health can not do?
I want the mountain of positive, emotions and, in general, took the state of a living corpse-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah ......
Straight at least go and jump out the window, but the thought of what kind of unappetizing pancake on the pavement you will find passers-by as a confused and stops .....
Where is all this going away, and what to do to regain it, but others?
Maybe I'm not the only one, at the end of this fucking Year .....
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