Such great people.

Such sarcasm.

It's hard to be surrounded by this so much. But I'm getting better at it; it's getting easier. I'm practising acting. Trying to remember all the stuff that was drilled into me so long ago. The stuff I abandoned so long ago.

Play the game.

Leaving the cafe now. I hear myself on the stereo. Eerie.

Two years ago looks to be the beginning of retreating into my bubble. The bubble I'm fighting to get back out of. Circles.