Melancholy, Again
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Today is a good day, much like any other. The last few weeks have been trying, to say the least, but still the days are good. Brother-borne illness, work, flooding, familial hospitalisation, migraines, it is sufficient to make one cry enough! But still, it is a good day. I would prefer more rain to wash the stink away, as smell carries so easily in fall and rain is what keeps Vancouver unpungent.
Today is a good day, much like any other. I do not work for anyone but myself on Mondays, and that feeling is necessary, liberating. Were it not so, I would be lost doing things that mean little more than the transfer of resources. I like my job, I like my boss, but this is not the future, it is simply present. The future is comprised of singular and personal success. My desires are complex, requiring wealth, success, and beauty. I am so very particular.
Today is a good day, much like any other.
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