Some may call it dense. I call it, well dense, I guess. Just had a couple realizations today that make growth worth living through entirely. (major DOH!s) Suicide is so completely understandable. Life is a series of hits and misses. (And I ain't talking about the old clothing store.) It's a new year. Some stayed the same and some hath groweth for the mo' bettereth. Good and bad come and go with that fucking tide, so we might as well try to make the best of it while we still have some passion for life. Sucka dick. Do it in the Amtrak parking lot. Know it's ok to force your co-worker to spoon you. It is totally fine. Keep reminding yourself.
Go sing a medley.
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