Screw the silly title themes

I'm sorry for leaving this project so soon after I started it.
Life got in the way - my destiny sort of derailed.

Two of three classes were failed this semester.

I don't have that edge - I'm not fierce. I can't make things happen for myself.

So I've been doing a lot of soul searching.
What do I want out of life ... if I can't rely on an education to get me there?

I'm not going to lie. For a long time, the answer was nothing. I wanted nothing. To die.

I used to believe in magic, you know.
I used to believe that when it rained, it did so because some one out there needed it to.

I want that back. From here on, my reason for living will be to rediscover my reason for living. I have to believe again.

I'm going to start doing things just to get out of my skin. Tomorrow, I'll visit the Buddhist monastery. The day after, who knows?
Something wondrous and, above all, different.

I still want to play the piano ... there's magic there, I know it ...

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Mr. S