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2010, first one
I've been writing more, just not here. That's not fair, eh? I read all of yours, usually more than once a week. I'm going to stop going back and correcting typos, something, probably this wireless keyboard, sucks.
Life is nearing enlightenment. And still I have a lot of fear left. I don't know how to make myself useful, and what's more, I fear that I will forget to do so. I feel already threatened by time. I will travel the states, and hopefully a call comes to me in my travels. I just have no idea how that should happen. Perhaps faith is key, here. Hopefully, as long as I keep my schedules tentative, I can answer my calls, if God willing they are given. But still, how the hell shall I find one? Sitting on a corner, drinking coffee, taking in the sights? Will someone passing out fliers offer me the opportunity to save souls? Will someone ask me to help carry their groceries? I doubt it, friend. But, here's hoping.

Miami is fine, and a beautiful place to live right now. I'm lazy as ever, but every second I try to be good to everyone. My father has gotten the worst of me, and perhaps Carrie, and Eddie did, once. 1) I snapped at Dad, 2) I denied Carrie my love out of spite, 3) I spoke angrily to Eddie, briefly, before remembering how much better it feels to approach disagreements from a cooperative stance. Or at least with a goal of cooperation. And Carrie, well, things have been strained. And Dad, we're actually better than usual.

So all that's left is for me to appreciate Mom more. I wonder what she'd like.

Current Mood: curious

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