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  <title>Improperly</title>
  <subtitle>The ceiling gazer</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>The ceiling gazer</name>
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  <updated>2012-11-21T12:46:43Z</updated>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2012-08-28:1712226:12833</id>
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    <title>ruinsight @ 2012-11-21T20:36:00</title>
    <published>2012-11-21T12:43:11Z</published>
    <updated>2012-11-21T12:46:43Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">There's a lot of horrible stuff going on in the world, and they make my own concerns seem trivial and insignificant. I don't know whether to continue dwelling on the mess that's inside my head, or turn my attention outward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like my inner world is collapsing, burying along with it my now-dwindling tendency to introspect, imaginary strangers and incidents and nooks and crannies, the little things I used to collect in my metaphorical pocket and treasure like rare keys to the alien outside world ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this what they call &amp;quot;growing up&amp;quot;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ruinsight&amp;ditemid=12833" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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