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The realization that everyone has a life as vivid and complex as your own.
The ambiguous intensity of looking someone in the eye.
The subtle, but persistent, feeling of being out of place.
The bittersweetness of having arrived in the future, seeing how things turned out, but being unable to tell your past self.
The strange wistfulness of used bookshops.
The unsettling awareness of your own heartbeat.
The eerie atmosphere of a place that is usually bustling with people, but is now abandoned and quiet.
The inexplicable urge to push people away, even close friends that you really like.
A hypothetical conversation that you compulsively play out in your head.
The amniotic tranquility of being indoors during a thunderstorm.
The frustration of photographing something amazing when thousands of identical photos already exist.
A conversation in which everyone is talking, but nobody is listening.
A sadness you'll never be able to know how history turns out.
A state of exhaustion inspired by acts of senseless violence.
The desire to be struck by a disaster.
The tendency to give up trying to talk about an experience because people are unable to relate to it.
Frustration with how long it takes to get to know someone.
The realization that the plot of your life doesn't make sense to you any more.
The desire to care less about things.
The awareness of the smallest of your perspective.
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