going to CCC, i might as well hire a professional to purposely taunt me with everything i want, everything that (in and of itself) is good for me... everything i should have. okay maybe not everything. just a few of my favorite things. when my marriage dies, when your angelic singing voice stings, when i'm feeling like @#$!... i simply remember my favorite things, and then i feeeeeeeeeel, muuuuuuch wooooooooorse!
and, scene.
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wait. why am i just unloading my junk? that's not what this blog is for! back on topic!
i have been waiting for some sort of automatic defense mechanism to kick into gear, something to tell me, "isaiah... this silly crush has gone on long enough. you know how irrational it is, now get your heart straight. here are all the reasons why imagining a life with Danica is a waste of your time, and here are all the things you know about her that would make it a terrible idea to pursue her affections in any situation, let alone in the aftermath of the one you're in now. here are all the reasons why the thing you think you want, isn't what you want."
still waiting.
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