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It was a quiet morning , it started as normal as any other . The feelings of desolation continued , but seemed to be getting a little better. It’s an uncanny awareness to be around people who are so trusting and yet feel alone still . As the clock drew closer, it was almost time to go , the feelings of anxiousness covered me like a pouring rain . Who was I going to run into during this venture to the outside world ? Was everything going to go smoothly ? As these thoughts filled my head the rain it seemed, felt harder . Then I stop,.. and think , maybe its just urges for a cigarette , but then again it may not be . The clock still gets closer , as my nervousness gets worse . As I look forward to seeing a few people , what else would I have to endure for this to happen . Is it going to be worth the problems that arise ? Maybe I shouldn’t go , it’s not real important anyway , but if I don’t this tribulation , this illness will win for sure. I’ll just sit and think of good things that will happen to me if I keep pushing forward . I sure wish I knew if this was just an urge for smoking or anxiety , maybe I’ll start tomorrow and just relax today. I don’t really need to go today anyway it’s not important. I look up at the clock…. , and its time to go .