March 2012
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February 2012
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The Greatest Void
When I walk through my apartment and nothing can be heard but my footsteps, I am reminded of how awfully alone I am here. This is not my home. On my walls I have photos of my family who are 10,000 km away. I fill my place with possessions in hopes that they will make me happy. But in these silent moments I realize that they are just objects and I am just as empty inside with them as I am...
