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Tue Aug 2

Morning Commute

Every morning that I commute, or have to wake up early for that matter, my thought process is that of a suicidal teenager. I think of all the things I would rather be doing, how I can’t go on any longer, how terrible my life is, etc. But once I get to work and get a cup of coffee in my system all my teenaged suicidal thoughts go away and I think to myself how I need to take a chill pill in the AM.