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I am trying to discover reason's for being right now, as i watch the chess peices break and fall around me i wonder if i have made the right decision in choosing to stick around hamilton for as long as I did, even tho i grew up here it's very clear to me that it is no longer home and that all my old freinds here are dead and/or gon elsewhere and I am merely Choosing to live here because of employment, I have other options but am choosing to remain stagnant for the promise of things might get better, I don't see that happeneing very quickly, and any goals i may have had a month ago to improve my life have changed and died on the vine because now i'm back to merely surviving, it's sad when you think everything you've worked for your entire life just turns to shit, but i don't see any way out of the black hole I'm in, Once upon a time I had choices, now the only choices i have I don't seem to like where they will lead me and/or the alternatives.

Current Mood: Depressed.
Desperation is the raw material of drastic change. Only those who can leave behind everything they have ever believed in can hope to escape.

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