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It's a shorter trip to the bottom from here. It's not quite the middle, but I definitely feel the pressure from both sides. I'll do something about the fall when I figure out exactly what the problem is. For now I'll just float here...in limbo.

Waiting has become too much to bare. The hours are melting into each other and there doesn't seem to be much light. My days have taken a pale hue that make sand and fog seem pleasant by comparison. When I squint my eyes to shut out the pain I can't see anything but the next question. I'd like to see answers again. It hasn't been so long that I forgot what the answers looked like.

-JF