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Today felt weird.
There I was doing the regular talk of the day. And for a moment there I questioned my wants. I found myself wondering whether I am in charge of my decisions or whether I’m still under the hypnosis of the cunning man who‘s transformed me into a clumsy girly wife. And I find it irritating when people ask me what I want. I mean it’s none of their damn business; I shouldn’t have to justify my choices and I shouldn’t be asked to rationalise them. Some things, well you just do them cos you feel like doing them. And there’s not always a reason behind everything you know. And apparently there’s no coherence to this post either.