I really want to. I know why. I know I shouldn’t. There is no excuse. No good one, anyway. Lots of cop-outs. It happens so fast there is hardly any time to realize what has happened. I do realize… but part of me says, “I don’t care.”

It’s oddly and disturbingly comforting. Somehow, it will make everything ok. Focus is diverted, stress forgotten for a minute.

I won’t do it.

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