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i write habitually as a way to verbalize my far too complex thoughts which are always in a web of words, tightly woven in fabric of sentences that complicate life unnessarily.

speak my thoughts.
Monday, November 19, 2007 11/19/2007 09:39:00 PM Hi. I am back, back to reality. Not the best stirring vote of confidence I've ever heard myself saying, but it's good enough. My biological alarm clock is ringing from the day mdm sup gives me the finall opprtunity to prove myself and I have to decide fast. There's no more time to waste. Now that I am home, I suddenly feel like a toddler who had just fallen into the deep end of a pool. I wish I didn't have to return.

Yeah, anyway, I was away at a distant somewhere and only brought along the people I love. The cord that led the place back to Earth was disconnected and I liked it that way. It was the best mth of my life, although I nearly lost my sanity.. it all ended up good. It created memories of a guardian angel who wrapped himself around me and brought me back from the (almost) dead. It was the first in a very long time that I felt the closest to him I hope he saw how much he'd put life back into me. Guilt assailed me like an avenging angel for a fleeting second only because most of the time I kept getting hit by the strangest feeling of being alive, more alive than I had been in years, and everything fell into perspective - who I was/am, who I could be, what I wanted. I had faced down the specter of my past once and for all, please don't look back.