I wish I could put something poetic and witty and admirable here. But I can't. It seems there can never be joy without pain. It's so pessimistic sounding, but frost hit the proverbial nail with Nothing Gold Can Stay. Depressing, but to the point like a sledgehammer to the temple. There was, and still is, so much to look forward to, but it feels
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*hug man*
let me know.
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