A Musing

[5put1n]

I was looking back through an old notebook last night, one I've used on occasion over the years to vent those feelings I literally can't put anywhere else. My first entry in that was eight years ago, and I still have fond memories of the person who sent it to me. There's still a nagging guilt because I was supposed to send it back, but... eh. That

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Hey

[blackphoxx]

We don't talk much, but that doesn't mean I don't still read and check up and remember fun times on the forum, long convos over IM, or whatever.

Growing up is tough, man. It is. It's supposed to be. Not something that just happens. Having a support system, even a little one, makes a massive difference, so it's good that you have one.
But do no ever sit back and think "damn, what have I done with my life?" It's a trap. A nasty nasty trap.
36 years old....can you imagine? Be 37 in 3 months. Not married, no kids (thankfully), living alone for a while. Good group of friends.
Had to move across the country to start over. Terrifying and new...but worth it.

Bottom line of my point...do what you need to do to be happy. Your support group and real friends will always wish you well, no matter the distance or amount (or lack of) communication.