THINKING

Every now and then thoughts pop in my head that I put on paper in an attempt to get them out of my head.

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very day I wake up my mind is filled with more thoughts than I can or want to process. I think about past, present and future events.  Some of those thoughts enable me to laugh and smile, some just make me cry. Some don’t allow me to do anything but suffer over and over a deep sense of regret.

 

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 wish I could say that I’m a good guy, but I would be lying if I did say that. I’ve done a lot of things that I paid for but I’ve done more things that I’ve gotten away with not paying for. I wish I could say that I am the victim here but I can’t.  Truth be told I’m not sure that I know how to be a good guy or that I even want to be a good guy.

 

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