My plans for Norway fell through. I won't qualify for the position until this time next year.
shit.
I cleaned the living/dining room this evening. I can see the floor, and I have space to appreciate now.
I was saving a bottle of Bergamot Blue in case I ever fell in love again. I gave up and am about half way through it. I am drinking my hope, it would seem that is all there is left to do with it.
happy thoughts next time.
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