Sometimes love hurts, and I love you a lot.

Something is happening and I need a place to type my thoughts out so that I might be able to look at them and make some sense.

The love of my life has asked me to move to Texas with him. Oh yes, I want to go. I want to go and live with him and be completely emotionally fulfilled for possibly the first time in my life. I would love to stay with him, spend every morning waking next to him...

But...

Texas is a long way away. I've never lived more than 20 minutes away from my mother... and I love her so much. Staying in Florida would keep me financially secure but I would be emotionally devastated. I have a completely new and paid off car here that would be given to me eventually when my grandfather decided I have enough experience.

I would be unhappy staying. I would be unhappy leaving. The are both different types of unhappy... but they are both unhappy.

I've decided to go. I just hope it is the right thing to do. My heart doesn't want to live without out him.

So long, and thanks for all the fish.

I can keep rhythm with no metronome
No metronome
No metronome
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Monkeys:


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Fish:


Cheese:


And they laugh in a language I don\'t u n d e r s t a n d.