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My Life Is Not My Own

This is something I have been meaning to do for a long time – too long actually.  As soon as I am finished and click “Publish” a small monkey will jump off of my back.  It will not be missed.  It’s funny, really, that it has taken me so long to actually write a post.  It’s not as if there is little to write about.  The world around me gives me plenty, but this is the FIRST post.  The hardest.  How do I start?  What do I say?

“My life is not my own.”  I think I will start there.

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