so.....
commuting over 17 leaves alot of time for thinking, brooding, and musing. mostly ive been reflecting over the shit thats gone down over the past month. seems to me that not too long ago i was riding pretty high and feeling more than responsible for my own luck. somewhere along the line i let that go and started getting kicked in the nuts by my own bad luck and figured it was the season for that again. well fuck that. ive had good friends cheering me up on the side and more than enough support where i doubt ill have to worry about being in a situation where i have to worry about where my next meal is coming from or where the hell im going to live when i get the boot from my house in about 6 months. those friends mean the world to me and you know who you are. i thank you from the bottom of my heart. its not all as bad as it seems though, im still alive after all and stronger for having faced the crap ive had to deal with. time to turn it around and be responsible for my own luck