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2001-07-01

I finally did some cleaning today. I can now use a huge chunk of my apartment that had been covered in dust and stats books.

I did it because I was so depressed this morning. Crying and everything. Sense of futility. Completely unhappy. Just like old times. It was great. So I started to clean.

I got a lot done.

Now I've stopped doing. We'll see what happens.

Could be interesting.

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