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So mia madre is returning on Friday night. I've enjoyed the absence. Not only do I generally enjoy being on my own, I also have freedom. I don't have to worry about offending or worrying or bothering anybody by coming home late. I don't know if it's good or bad that I'm learning to live at home again (which is a helluva lot more difficult the second time around) and accept that certain things won't change, but at least I can work around it and not (hopefully) get as annoyed when I can't do what I want. I definitely believe that things happen for a reason, and apparently I need to learn something from the people I live with, and how to live with them.
Anyway, went out tonite to SF to an awesome show where a coworker was rapping on open mic. It was a bit of drama to get there but ultimately, got there, enjoyed the good music, and got back home safely.
Overall, I've slowly gotten past the psychological hold that I've been working against, and have made it out alright. *sigh* So much stuff to work out, but then again, that's life, right? If everything was peachy, then what would I have an LJ for, other than to record just the exceptional moments in my existence?
Anyway, went out tonite to SF to an awesome show where a coworker was rapping on open mic. It was a bit of drama to get there but ultimately, got there, enjoyed the good music, and got back home safely.
Overall, I've slowly gotten past the psychological hold that I've been working against, and have made it out alright. *sigh* So much stuff to work out, but then again, that's life, right? If everything was peachy, then what would I have an LJ for, other than to record just the exceptional moments in my existence?