Making my way, every day;
Walking the road, bearing the load.
Making it a little, but not all alone;
Starting a life, getting it going.
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Just a man, pausing in his daily walk to ponder.
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Tuesday, January 21, 2003
Ah, a new year again. And this one meets us in a quandry. Having acheived the desired "end" of an actual dating relationship, how do we integrate said into our lives? And what of the new problem, namely that school sucks a fat hairy toe? One can only hope that God will provide an answer before one's family descends upon him like a pack of hellhounds. Ah well, I've got love, and I've got music, who needs anything else?
8:42 PM
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