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I guess that a lot has happened since my last typing... I went to Europe and it was amazing... Steven decided to stay until June... We're living in the bedrooms at my parents' house (sleeping in the same one, the other is used as a "living room")... It's actually not awkward... We went skydiving on Saturday... We're going to Chicago in a few weeks, for two weekends in a row... We bought bikes and love them... The [accidentally] vegan chocolate chip cookie mix is back at Target... We made cookies last night... This weekend I think we're making a dump cake and taking his G-ma out... My dad is crazy.
On life as tipping-scale, the weight is placed with the "good." Although, there is always at least just a little weighing as "bad." We're/I'm trying to make the "bad" be weightless... It's pretty hard, though... Some might say impossible... I am not trying to "ignore" the "bad" or anything like that... I am merely aiming to not let the "bad" be so heavy and carry so much weight.
So, he's leaving in June... I'm not sure exactly when in June, but sometime. It's going by fast and slow at the same time... Almost surreal - much like willingly jumping out of an airplane.
Skydiving this time was different... Not just the free fall (we flipped a few times jumping out of the plane), but the overall experience. It's something that can't really be described... It's just felt.
My job is okay. I don't hate it as much as I did... Plus, I don't really want to complain... Hey, we get free juice now, too... So, that should be something to smile about? That's what I'm told.
My health is okay, I guess. I went in last week and the tumor/cells/bullshit that I had removed in January hasn't reformed as anything visable to the eye... So, they took a piece and it will get tested... I should know in a few days what the outcome is... If it's "negative" then I just have to have five more tests in a row (every two months) and they all have to be negative... If it's positive, then... Well, who really knows. I also had to wear a heart monitor and get blood tests done about a month ago... Pretty fucked! It's strange wearing that thing...
Things can be fucked, but don't let them be... It's all about perspective... Right? Please tell me this is true.
On life as tipping-scale, the weight is placed with the "good." Although, there is always at least just a little weighing as "bad." We're/I'm trying to make the "bad" be weightless... It's pretty hard, though... Some might say impossible... I am not trying to "ignore" the "bad" or anything like that... I am merely aiming to not let the "bad" be so heavy and carry so much weight.
So, he's leaving in June... I'm not sure exactly when in June, but sometime. It's going by fast and slow at the same time... Almost surreal - much like willingly jumping out of an airplane.
Skydiving this time was different... Not just the free fall (we flipped a few times jumping out of the plane), but the overall experience. It's something that can't really be described... It's just felt.
My job is okay. I don't hate it as much as I did... Plus, I don't really want to complain... Hey, we get free juice now, too... So, that should be something to smile about? That's what I'm told.
My health is okay, I guess. I went in last week and the tumor/cells/bullshit that I had removed in January hasn't reformed as anything visable to the eye... So, they took a piece and it will get tested... I should know in a few days what the outcome is... If it's "negative" then I just have to have five more tests in a row (every two months) and they all have to be negative... If it's positive, then... Well, who really knows. I also had to wear a heart monitor and get blood tests done about a month ago... Pretty fucked! It's strange wearing that thing...
Things can be fucked, but don't let them be... It's all about perspective... Right? Please tell me this is true.