How are you?
How are you?
How are you?
How do I explain the nuances that hold together the varying degrees of sadness and anger and hatred and happiness (there are pockets of it, yes, for there is Lucia) and...and...ennui? Will I rate myself again? How do I explain that a 2.97 is vastly different from a 2.96?
This morning, I got an email from my best friend. She didn't ask me how I was. She just described how she was feeling, showing me how she was feeling exactly the way I was. Her empathy allowed me to feel less numerical. More human.
But now I feel a little less human. So.
2.34, 5, 5.489, 4.39, 6.9, 2.09, 4.87, 4.88, 3.89.
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