perhaps growing up isn't too bad.

if i had to stop right now, turn around and look back at my life; i realise there's a lot of things to be proud of and grateful for. of which, no one has any right to rob me of feeling that way towards these little bits of my life. it's like being woken up from deep slumber. a lot more motivated, a lot more pumped and energized. a good long talk over lunch quite often does that, i ought to have more of it.

i'm not leaving just yet. i'm going to fight and i'm sure as hell going to make my mark. if i don't know how, i'm gonna keep searching and hunting till i do.

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