despite recent happenings to the contrary, i love my life. i'm happy and, in a way, feeling a lot of peace that i've probably been looking for ... as long as i can remember. i have health, i have heart, i have (some!) wisdom. i have love (god, so lucky) and friends and the perfect job(s) and and and. i always feel a little like it's boasting, trying to remind just myself how good i have it. and maybe it is, but so what. fuck it. i'm happier. this is getting good.
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