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Dear (Your Name Here),
Well, so much for doing my evaluations this week. Oh well. My body hurts too much. That's my excuse. And the one time I could come in all week, there were no tables.
So sometimes I wonder if I've become boring. I wonder, if my 16-year-old self could see the way I am now, would I be content? I don't think I would. And as much as I wish that I could just jump back to then and try again, I guess I'll just have to jump the me from then to now and fix everything up. It's time for a new chapter, so I might as well get to writing it. If I ever get enough sleep that is, and if my ribs and back ever stop hurting.
Well it's time to do real work. I'm busy this weekend and I'm loving it. Except the job part.
Actually, I'm loving that too.
-Doug
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