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Sunday, January 11th, 2009<|Need it. I need the new job. I need the new thing. I need to be free of Fezzel. The processes of Fezzel are taking over everything. Everything. I am not wanting this. I don’t want this work preasure. I feel slowly I am becoming distant with the ways and beliefes of Tray Wrek. Very distant. And now. And now. Now I want something new. I want to be lead and be. I want to have something to myself instead of a mere frame of former self. …This is. …This is. …I don’t know. It is drepressing.>