I am sitting here by my computer feeling devastated. In despair. On the verge of crying.
I have no reason to feel this way. Things are OK, I am OK. WTF! right?
So I muscletest. Is this mine? No. Is this coming from my next door neighbor? yes/no
OK? it is coming from there and from somewhere else? right? yes.
Is it an energy blast? A broadcast? Yes. We both got caught up in that. With the major difference, that I can tell, because of muscletesting, that it is not mine. So she remains in despair and i am free.
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