Some days I just want to stand up and yell at the open air for no reason whatsoever.
Oftentimes it helps relieve stress.
And some days I just sit there, wondering why I'm not yelling at the open air.
Oftentimes it helps nurture stress.
Some days I ask myself, "Why do I sit there and think instead of yell?"
Oftentimes it helps me get nowhere.
And some days I say "Fuck it" and do something else entirely.
Oftentimes... weirdly good things happen.
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