August flew by. What even was August? I can't remember a thing. It got very hot and humid and my depression sunk its claws in deep. I read some books and felt my creativity spark. I slept a lot. I spent a lot of money getting my car fixed.

On the last day of the month, my dear roommate and I went to a healing crystal shop. We got a tour of all meditation rooms, the chakra healing room, and some other things I don't really understand. We meditated in a pyramid and exhaled every bad thing. We walked around, holding various crystals in our hands, paying attention to how they made us feel. The ones I got are for depression, anxiety, technological interference, and balance. I didn't know what they were for until I purchased them. How bizarrely perfect.

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