Usually, if I post online around this time of year, it's some version of my bitter acidic loathing for the Commercial Holiday Meant to Sell Cards and Humiliate Singles. Right in the cold yucky horrible part of year when life's at its ugliest, comes the day that Everyone Must Be Paired and You Are So Unlovable No One Wanted You ( Read more... )

It struck me today. This isn't an anniversary date, but this is ten years from the year that I wound up going into the homeless shelter. That triggered something in my mind, something good. It feels like something that was years ago.

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