a not so simple thought

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some days i feel as though i have lived a thousand lives in one. this statement has be on loop in my head for the past few weeks. i look at periods of time in my life (my physical location, mental state, interests, relationships, etc) and it seems like they are separate lives. so different yet, as a person, i somehow have remained the same. it's a bit hard to explain but it's almost as if i am watching, behind my own eyes, a series of documentaries that have a common theme but entirely different plots. maybe it's because i feel detached from my "last life" in austin or because this city feels like a different planet. it's something very peculiar and very interesting that has me thinking of crazy time/space/dream theories. i better stop.