As I get closer to leaving, the little things start to creep up and start to bother me. I believe in bad "mojo" to be very imprecise. Things are getting lost, small things happen that would normally build up to make me cry or get mad, things get forgotten. But I am calm and cool. I have overcome the hurdles of the past and now calmly await my future. Actually I don't await it; I am driving and pushing towards it. No passivity for me.
6:52 p.m. - 2011-07-23
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