8/27/2008 Joyful. Scotland. All but my eyes matter. Art degree. Recently escaped physical Hell. Happiest I had ever been. 8/27/2009 Confused. Still Scotland. They still matter. It was a year of leisure, little learning, and something like love. The mundane was charging and I had no sword. 8/27/2010 Grinding. The District. Their eyes still are […]

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(Parallax) I don’t handle confrontation well. I get that a lot of people hate confrontation, too. I’m not special. I had a road rage confrontation yesterday while driving. I take precautions not to drive aggressively and I actively let people in and exercise all the patience I can. I do this because I’m a weakling […]

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