And here I am, hello world, hello you. Here we are. All of these moves that I have made were all loaded gestures.
All of my debilitating bad habits are being crushed like ants beneath the powerful hoofs of a whimsically masochistic streak that can be set to good. I see you in my rearview mirror; my good bad self. I sweat hard every day, to beat the blues, to live to fight another day. I am also making hearty, steep, mountainous financial moves in order to free myself from the cage of my student debt. I am paying off my twenties
I have done my time.