|Found on a wall in Pioneer Square|
Sometimes having everything leaves you nothing, and sometimes dreams turn into nightmares of ones own choosing.
That is how I ended up here... talking to you. Ripping away at the life I built, searching for the chewy center. Hack, hack, hacking through my relationships and choices - trying to find the path I’d wandered away from over a decade ago.
I’d like to say that this is a story of redemption, but only time will tell if that is true. Right now I’m only in the beginning and the only chapter written is how I fell down and couldn't get back up.
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