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I guess the thing to say now is only that I am slowly but tangibly moving in the direction of my dreams, and as much as it's always gonna be the green light, I refuse to be a pessimist; things will be always be hard and will be getting better. A girl, a patch of land, leaves on the trees. But this also has to be said: things are getting better because I am working to make them better. Not that my trying guarantees anything, not that my trying fulfills some bullshit idea of success, not in any "Habits of Successful People" way, but it is a simple fact that only if I try and am not consumed by my own mind will things get better. And while I attach to this mentally every proviso and qualification and equivocation possible, it remains true: change will not come. You and I must make our change.