Age: 17 years 2 months 1 days
“Technology… the knack of arranging the world so that we need not experience it” – May Fritch
I slept in my new house yesterday. I arranged most of it and it’s a really big room. I’m happy. But I was so tired last night and I chose not to talk to you God. Not really at least. Last night I would rather have thought of redacted or anything else than talk to you. I don’t want to think about redacted right now. It gets me sidetracked it and I don’t like how I have been planning out my future so definitely.
So God, I need your help. I still haven’t put you into all my thoughts of the future. But I do want my future fully live for you. How does that work? And I really do you want to love you more. I say that kind of a pathetically and I’m not really thinking about it. It’s a plea in my journal. But God, help me to really want it. Because I want to really love you more, but ah! oh also, please help me to find my English paper. I need to fix it before tomorrow. Good thing I have a decent rough draft though or I would be screwed.
I just realized that I have been writing in this journal a little over a month.
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