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I am beside myself. Not knowing what to say, seems to be natural these days. I know what I don't want to say, and I don't want history to repeat itself, so I should leave it alone. Being of a general rundown, and sickly state these past few days, I have been forced to push that aside and pick up fallen pieces. What will today hold, can everyone be content or will there be talk of packing it in? At the end of the night, it is the best night there could be, but the lead in and anticipation are almost overwhelming. Unanswered and unreturned, just what is going on out there? life. Things get complicated and facts bogged down with a terrible, overwhelming sense of seclussion. This feeling is almost certainly internal, and just componded by coincedently outward influences, but the feeling is there. Should I trust my gut, or let the hands play out? I guess I know the answer to that, I've been shot before, I can take another slug...