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I would really love to be consistent. I know my bad days are less often, and not nearly as bad, but im just plain tired. I miss Line. I miss a lot of things. But there's so much good stuff this year...I probably have the best friends in the world :).
And yet, there's still so many barriers. So many directions I'm not aloud to glance, so many sidesteppings and silences, trying to keep things comfortable and still i feel like im holding my breath. I can't figure out the past, and I'm tired of trying. But hey, the world is pretty beautiful. things will be okay.
The leaves are changing.