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I just posted this on the FB, in response to my friend (a single gal!) griping about life, and how she could use a little help.
This is basically where I'm at:
"'Independent' anything is crap. Being an adult blows, and is frustrating, and hard, and neverending. I want to move home with my parents, and have my socks washed and my meals cooked, and spend my days laying on my belly on a rug, propped on my elbows, dipping Chips Ahoy into milk and watching reruns of Mr. Belvedere at 4:30 in the afternoon."
That is seriously exactly what I want to do with my life right now.
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You know what I want? to be 16 again. To have my dog Daisy next to me and 2000 acres of hardwood forest with a river, a lake, and my green canoe. With a 20 gauge shotgun strapped across my back and a an entire summer stretched ahead. No one expecting dinner to be cooked or complaining because they're out of clean underwear.
12:18 PM
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