Even as an adult in his second fifty years of childhood, I am still quite very able to procrastinate and hem and haw and dawdle the time away when a simple event that should be thrilling and exciting creates waves of overwhelming anxiety deep in the hollows of my being. Hence, I take a day off work, just to be readied to make the journey later in the afternoon. And, I know full well, nine chances out of ten, when all is said and done and over, it never really was all that terrifying.
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I express my melancholy with typographic words from others.
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It was a year ago this past weekend that I had spent over 30 hours at St. Alexius Hospital after/through my breakdown. Continue reading Anniversary #170301
Eleven years have passed since Continue reading Eleven