It's hard to say whether or not I'm glad at where life has currently dropped me off. There's a myriad of good and bad things, but all in all, I always try to remember that even worrying about the bad stuff, is a luxury. Why? Because "bad stuff" can mean, "Argh, I suck at keeping in touch," or, "Argh, why can't I lose that annoying bit of back
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