i remember being in groton, while julie was in maine and listening to oneiroid psychosis. we were on the phone and i was in my room. i think i was 16, 17 at the max. it was thundering outside. it was thundering where she was too. i missed her. she missed me. over the course of many years nothing has changed. only the title. so i do suppose something has changed, and it is the title that has changed. nothing else though. nothing at all. oh well.
i just remembered all that because i am listening to oneiroid psychosis at the moment. it is strange to hear this stuff after so long. it is creepy. creepy is such a bad term. this fucking shit scares me senseless. i am not kidding. i was alone in my house talking on the phone with julie and this shit was making me twitch. it makes me twitch now. i think i should change the music, but i can't it won't let me...
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