There's too much information; too much stimulus.
It's becoming harder and harder to deal with the huge information influx.
There's too much stuff going on.
I feel so imprisoned in Toronto. it's getting to my health.
I want a cabin in a tree somewhere tropical so I can be free.
Because all I feel tonight is sadness and despair in my little cave; misrepresented and misunderstood.
Laura, you are real to me, please don't leave me to face the world alone.
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