It’s funny how when you feel your worst, that’s necessarily when you want to write. After all, you have to vent, right??? But then I get some sleep, I feel better, not struggling as much and am working at the 2nd job which is more enjoyable (oh hey, I’m not slamming the 1st job; it would be wonderful if it wasn’t for the continual harassment by the dreaded Sandman). I am looking forward to my date tomorrow, if it goes (hopefully, I’m trying to “keep both feet on the ground).
So what I’m saying is that I look like a “Hot Mess” (an expression used occasionally at the hospital), but I just have so much to “get through”, to overcome. Which isn’t really that different than others, is it?
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hey vince! just checking up on you. you've been having a difficult time recently? i hope things go better for you. bless you brother.
care to post about your date?
The date was ok. We were originally going to go to Starbucks. I went to her place and we decided instead to just sit and talk in her living room. She's an extremely intelligent person. We agreed on a 2nd date but it will not be for quite awhile because she is studying a international test which will allow her to be a nurse in this nation.
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