As we saw in my last post it's gotten to the point where even counting is hard for me. I wasn't even drunk at the time or anything. Clearly it's time that I come up with some sort of new plan for my life. It's sort of like looking at one of those mall maps. You know where they have all the stores listed and color coded with a big " YOU ARE HERE" where you're supposed to be? Except I'm not where the arrow is, I'm somewhere not even on the map.
This sounds more dramatic than it is.
Days go by, shit happens. Before you know it you get a little off the path you thought you were on. You can get back but it takes a lot of work and sadly stresses you to the point where you start forgetting shit ( even when you've written it down) and you count backwards.
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