Now, they’ll never tell you this but you have to watch out in life so as not to trip on the mountain of disappointments that grows taller with each year; with each ending of the beginnings we’ve had to live through; with every shoe that dropped to meet the other.

Personally, I like to leave mine in a corner somewhere- that way I know I won’t trip on it and fall on my face. Not again, anyways.

It seems to work.

I’m still here,




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