Sometimes the things you complain most about are the things you care most about. Unfortunately you don't always know that before it's too late. I wanted a perfect ending, now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what is going to happen next. -unknown author
9.20.2010
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