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I'm really use to complaining about life right now, on this rainy day in Chicago. But I'm really slowly coming to grip with the fact that most of the time. You decide how much your life sucks or don't suck. I don't understand my existanse but I'm glad I exist. Right now I'm broke but I know I won't be forever. Last couple months I've been sad but not depressed, because I know soon the winter will be over. I think my minds heard something to make the dust dance in my attic.