WHITE WASHED ASIANS OF WEST LOS ANGELES SHARE A COLLECTIVE PERSONALITY WHICH RESEMBLES THE CLOSED CAPTIONING OF THE WEATHER CHANNEL ON MUTE

Experienced a moment today where I almost cried while talking to a doctor.

Been fighting a strong feeling of derealization since the earlier moment of near crying.

Keep imagining myself boogie boarding on a 10-foot wave.

And behind me is nothingness.

And in front of me is nothingness.

And if I don't think about anything everything is okay.

But not really.

The styrofoam clenched in my tired hands is all I got.

Life, death or insanity.

Cowabunga, motherfucker.

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