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I am so confused right now. I may be having an existential crisis. Part of me wants to open the door and run and continue running till I drop dead. The other part is telling me to take a second look around me, “My Life isn’t THAT bad.” I can still salvage my life. If I give it a hard look, I’ll know where to begin.                                                      Current Mood! Song for the asking: Help!

Not Really Sure How To Feel About It...

“You are Will Traynor. Not in a wheelchair but in bumble bee tights.” This message from a friend was followed by a lot of laughter smileys. I am too ashamed to mention the number of smileys that followed. When I asked my friend what the message meant, he asked me to read Me before you by Jojo Moyes. This guy listened to the audio book along with his wife while they commuted to work. My friend told me the only person he could think of was me. (Yay!) I got the book. Read it. I was offended by afore mentioned message. WT is a very rude man restricted by a wheelchair and is obnoxious, a bully, judges people, laughs at their ignorance, is rude, likes people who are rude and imposes his likes and way of life on others and primarily enjoys telling people how to live their life. In his life before the wheelchair he was living an extreme life. As applicable as all of that is to me, I want to mention in my defense that sometimes offence is the best defense. Growing up I had absolutely n...