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Ever so often even a wall of cynicism can crack, I'd imagine. If I may be vulnerable for a moment, it's been a long time since I have felt right (certainly a long time since I have felt that I was on the good path), and it wasn't due to anyone else but myself. I'm on the good path. This house is incredible. My job is incredible(ly frustrating). My friends continue to amaze me with their generosity and weirdness. There's not one thing I don't feel like I can't reasonably handle. I mean, there's kinks (yes), but those fixes will only take time and a little money.
If there is one serene place in Central Florida, it's a golf course at 3:30am.
*Posted so I have something to egg me on to the suicide train when it all falls apart.
**There it is again!
If there is one serene place in Central Florida, it's a golf course at 3:30am.
*Posted so I have something to egg me on to the suicide train when it all falls apart.
**There it is again!