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Dec. 20th, 2003 01:39 pmThe blessings of Ebay and auditions on the horizon once again have me in a pretty good mood today, even if I am at work, even if the post office line earlier was hellacious. Now if my job would bloody get my pay to me....
The choices I have made (or am making, since few choices are finite, but every day, get up, decide if you're living the same life you were living yesterday in the same way sort of choices) are the right ones, even if I'm not always overwhelmed with joy about that. I am who I am, and it is simply best in most cases to merely try to be good at that. And that's just one of a few personal revelations courtesy of RotK. Strange damn personal growth period for me lately it seems.
My body feels stable for the first time in a while (I was fighting off real and imagined issues pre-Texas and the bus trip back wore me out more than I would prefer), and it's a huge relief. It wasn't anything serious, but when I don't feel right, I can't do anything, and I hate that feeling more than just about anything.
Posting this at the one Internet/public termie at the office, don't know why, just feeling like being in vague connection with the world, such as these things are.
The choices I have made (or am making, since few choices are finite, but every day, get up, decide if you're living the same life you were living yesterday in the same way sort of choices) are the right ones, even if I'm not always overwhelmed with joy about that. I am who I am, and it is simply best in most cases to merely try to be good at that. And that's just one of a few personal revelations courtesy of RotK. Strange damn personal growth period for me lately it seems.
My body feels stable for the first time in a while (I was fighting off real and imagined issues pre-Texas and the bus trip back wore me out more than I would prefer), and it's a huge relief. It wasn't anything serious, but when I don't feel right, I can't do anything, and I hate that feeling more than just about anything.
Posting this at the one Internet/public termie at the office, don't know why, just feeling like being in vague connection with the world, such as these things are.
