It seems a while ago that I went on an introspective rant about myself...
God, I can't even remember why I was so low.
Rest assured though, the train is picking up steam... A lot of it.
Not to the level where I'm a fucking miracle worker, I'd never be that motivated. That's John Paul II territory... Not that he was incredibly active, but you get it right? About devotion?
7th of March. Today. I make this promise. I'm gonna get back on the saddle, attached to the horse of metaphor, and ride into the almost-daily sunset.
...I need to watch some more westerns.
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