9:37 p.m.
I hear people behind a closed window. I don't hear what they're saying. I just hear they're having a good time, kind of like a group of people gathered around a campfire telling life stories. I'm not part of it. I hear it but I'm not with anyone- I'm just sitting alone listening to others converse with each other. I don't know how to talk to people like I'm a normal person. I'm not normal.
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