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last night was one of the craziest nights i think ive ever been around when it comes to sobering reality occurences. the man upstairs is the only reason things turned out the way they did. as much as i may have drifted away from where i once was with my spirituality it still seems I and my friends alike are flowered by grace. I know were still looked after no matter how much we screw up. we are loved, despite how much we might think otherwise. its all too easy to overlook blessings and dwell on the bad. last night was a blessing and thats all there is to it.