I'm pretty close to leaving for Europe. In nine months I'm going to meet all these excited new Mac kids that keep on writing on my wall. I've got a nice job situation, and while my social life may be dormant, with medication I'm ok with that. Hell, I was even flirting with some customers today.
A thought occurred to me on the way home tonight. It could just be the pills, but still.
Eighteen was a pretty sucky year. But nineteen will be better.
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