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Madison, WI

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Wednesday Jul 04, 2007

Jul 4, 2007
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The Goddess and The Newborn

I am really tired of being sick now. This is like almost a week that I have had this bloody cold,and it is really starting to get me down. I hate the fact that my body is in essence, in control of what I do or not. It is now the fourth of July, my country's celebration of independence. I wonder how long we will actually celebrate this holiday? I mean it has been over two hundred years since we separated ourselves from Mother England. When will we just be the United States of America? I mean we were one of the most powerful countries on earth right? I think we shall be overcome by Canada soon though. Then we will have to fight a war to throw them out.

Will update more later...but, right now I have to .....find Lou.


Well, I found Lou, he says Hi.

I keep coming up against the same thing. I want to move out of the building that I am living in. I can not handle living here. If my 'Roommate' would move to California, that would be just fine with me. I would either find a way to pay the rent on my own, or move on. I have actually paid the rent all on my own for 3 months this year. So, I could budget, and do it again. Life, the final frontier. Everyday is suppose to be like a lifetime. And for me it sometimes is like two. I do not know what it is going to take. I guess in the end I will just have to move out. Just do it. I am not getting cooperation here. It is more like Co-dependency. And it makes me Sick. I have lived my whole life with someone hanging on to me. Their life being more important than mine. Now, it is time to break free. I see the sunshine just beyond the windows, and yet, my shades are still down. I am still allowing myself to be harnessed in darkness. Freedom is not my friend. I will have to take what is not being offered. I will have to sell everything, and fly away. Lists, I must make lists, and then follow them, no matter what.



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