it all has to work out eventually, right?
i mean, people can trudge up the mountain from the depths of oceans of pain and despair. . .most people have success stories
right?
home.
this is the place for me.
but is it the place i need to be now?
i can't exactly afford for destiny to pass me by again.
i blew it. . .again.
that's twice in one month.
now i am sad to say, i am content in the company of mediocre mates.
and soon i will be nearly alone again.
at least, when the snow comes, i can go skiing everyday.
every day!!!
