The prior statement may not be completely true, but it explains my life to some extent.
Today, Carrie comes home from the hospital.
Today, I feel as though I am waking up from a six month nightmare.
Today, I can look forward to the future and think more about the person that I want to become.
No school. No hospital visits. Just me and the future.
Today is the day.
Here we go world. Let's see what happens now...
Your new life should include Chuck. Every Monday night. My apartment. 10:00 p.m. (usually...) It's a party.
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