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... by, none making their mark on the screen. I'm not sure that I can feel the edges of dissatisfaction creeping into my self. I have spent much time today staring, or sleeping, lost in imagination, undisciplined, but undelighted. I think I might want to talk to someone, but I couldn't for the life of me say who. People are limits. I don't know anyone who would want to accept the depth I'd want to ...