No one reads this anymore. I just don't post enough. The purpose my job served worked well - it consumed me thoroughly.
I don't want to be that zombie anymore. I want to really live. To really be alive - and for more than just a moment.
If I do not live, I will slowly become the demon inside. The anger will consume me. I cannot let that happen.
I need to find something else to hold onto here. The more I find, the better off I'll be. The less free time I have. . . I have way too much even with a job these days.
Oh well. If you do actually read this, please either comment or contact me. Thanks.
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Hi Reuben! My rss feeder finally just syndicated all your posts for the last year. (sigh). I had no idea you'd posted so much.
As I said in another comment, I love reading your writing, and will try to check this site more often since the syndicator can't be trusted. :p.
*hug*
I read this. Granted, I think the last time I checked it was a few days before you actually made this post, so I'm a tad behind. But I check in now and again.
From Shaggy Shagamor...... Yea I decide to take a look here..... I guess those lesson help... hmmm... if I can advise one thing... one thing I see wrong in myself is that I worry too much about whether a hot chick could have a future with me or maybe the unknown of that knowledge.... I'd suggest you don't make those same mistakes.
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