Mi brother came back yesterday from irak. He came to my dorm at night and knocked. I didn't feel his presence. I opened and got spooked cause of some scary vibe. I dont want to know what he saw or learned there. To me the whole thing is a big mess. He asks me about my work, i tell him and then im like in pause. I didnt want to ask him --how are you--. No preaching for me.
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