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I am one in a million, and a million like me. Perfectly human. An imperfect machine.
I eat, I drink, I breathe, I scream.
It’s all in moderation because I change if I am being extreme.
At the end of each day, or hopefully at least at the beginning of the next one, as long as I know why or how or what I’m doing, I’m fine.
I just need to know at least one of the three because I can only do my best in my flawed existence,
And as long it’s good, or better, or just trying… the difference from yesterday is that it gets better and my perceived troubles gets farther in distance.
I forgot how much I enjoyed writing little rhymes. Reminds me of junior high school or high school.
Welcome to my blog. I enjoy writing stories of my experiences; sharing bits information I find interesting, and sometimes venting about the injustices(!) and raving about the amazing good luck(!) I happen onto in life. I hope you laugh with me.
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