Or how my story is stuck in the abysmal dead of the night.
The Price of Growing Up
Or how you’ll wake up one day and realise that you’re no longer the carefree child living off your parents as you used to be.
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Latest Post:Or how my story is stuck in the abysmal dead of the night.
Quick Notes:With the one particular problem without end looming over my life right now, immersing myself in things I can do is...well...the only thing I can do. It also means sporadic blogging as my workload and sanity compete for time. Doesn't mean I'll ignore this place. It just means that when I have time to remember that I have no one to share my problems with, I'll come back to the one place that accepts everything without question or judgement. This blog and all the words that come with it.
Or how you’ll wake up one day and realise that you’re no longer the carefree child living off your parents as you used to be.