Journal addendum: I almost forgot. I was venting a little and realized something. For the longest time during the craziest bits, I was thinking I was struggling for perspective. My friend I was venting to (I was drinking a few hops and barley soups), mentioned that my planning didn't take into account a psycho ex. He went on to mention that it was easier for others to see than it was for me because I was too close. That's true. It's one reason I vent and come here. Perspective.
"Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter" MLK Put the glass down... "Yesterday I was clever so I wanted to change the world Today I am wise, so I am changing myself."
