Sex alcohol and work. For the last two decades those have defined who I am. Nothing profound to say. They are the activities which much of my waking life revolve around. Coffee, exercising. Reading. Eating. Now I spend more time writing in the journal. Wasting time. I wiled away thousands of hours just scrolling through content mindlessly. Watching tv mindlessly.
The farther away I get my youth, the chaplaincy the more it feels like a movie of my life. I am pretty sure I wrote about his already but the feeling of having lived while I had the chance. I am thankful for what I was given. In many ways I paid enormous prices for my gifts but I am still thankful.
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