Holding on to Tuesday

For dear life.

Before February of last year, my life was fairly simple. I basically did what I wanted to do, when I wanted to do it, with the human interaction factor low on the horizon.

In that short period of time I have gone from someone who can live anywhere and do anything, to a man attached to a schedule, a man who has some say in whether a person makes a living or not.

I guess I'll try this for a while and see how it goes. This will be, let me count, life number 5. I pity the person that lives the same life in one lifespan. It would drive me insane.
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