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i feel old and dull saying this, but ive taken to playing "bubble breaker" on my phone a lot these days.it's this pretty silly game where u try to get as many bubbles of the same colour together and burst them. or it can be intellectual, however u see it.

whatever it is, it's been something i subconsciously engage myself in, be it a long bus ride, or when i lie in my bed before i fall asleep. not that i particularly adore this game though. it's just that whenever i poke randomly at these bubbles, it's almost as though i were in one of those myself.as though something in that silence kept me from being in the real world. something which kept my mind off otherwise frivolous but mind sapping thoughts. not that it's particularly filled with anything while playing it though >.<(im no serious competitor when it comes to playing games like this); it's like my new way of stoning.

a way that wont leave me tired from all those thoughts that race through my mind. a way that is safer than when i allow my mind and heart to wander to grounds im all too familiar with.

so i am really growing old, aren't i?

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