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I've figured out that if it's not working out, then it's ok.

I just finished a 12 day streach of working. The weekend is mine and then I'm off to go take care of stuff at my folks place, take a road trip to South Carolina, come back to Orlando, head to tampa and then meander back this way. It's gonna be about ten days.

If you need me, my number is on this thing some where and i'll be checking email.


Something I've discovered, is that I'm such a fucking romantic that it's sickning... Not in the chocolates, roses bullshit kinda way but in the little things. A gesture, a touch of their fingertips against your skin, the heartwrenching pull of the eyes of the one you love, the one you adore, just before you kiss. hese things I live for. These moments of life out of time which stand for all eternity. I live my life in these moments and all of the time between is just dead air.