It's tough. But it's good.
Baby steps.
You get something wrong, you get something right.
And hopefully the scale starts to tip more towards getting it right.
Meeting all these random people and getting to help them, it's pretty cool.
Just gotta make sure I actually help.
Got some new glasses to help me read the serial numbers.
These eyes are purely for decoration. Not functional.
And another long Sunday.
Always with the long Sundays.
But I'd rather have a longer day than six days.
No more six days.
That was show business, and the hours weren't as long.
And a holiday weekend.
Busy mall.
Ayrian rescued me for lunch.
Although I would have had Lindsay.
He brought his dad. Man, are they alike.
Origins are fun. That piece of the puzzle that suddenly pulls things together.
I'm restless. I feel like there's something I'm supposed to be doing.
And there is. I have a list.
But I don't want to do those things right now.
It's something else.
I'm making myself read my book.
More like I'm making myself stay off the Kindle app.
It's a distracting story.
Oh how I love distractions.
The meeting wasn't bad.
Except for the groups.
I'll just say I didn't like my group, and leave it at that.
I have too many awful things to say.
Why won't he stop?
Back to the book....
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