Hello sunshine,
It wasn't meant to be this bad. Things weren't meant to go this wrong. We weren't supposed to compromise. But y'know what? It did and we did. Regardless, it's time to throw these stale regrets off the thousandth storey of our buildings and to start making new regrets. I'm ready to jump and, daresay ready to fall.
Trial run soup kitchen this coming thursday. Children's puppet play to be downpat in two weeks. Charity event Sep 5th. Getting there. Beginning to care. My steps become lighter and flights become longer. Drops of care are taking effect- poisoning the selfish child in my deep. I think. One could only hope.
Chin up, Sunshine. I'm doing it for you.
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