Just Put One Foot in Front of the Other

 (I may be mixing metaphors here sorry.)

Tonight, a childhood friend of mine told me that his social worker mother learned of my situation and assured him it’s very common for spouses etc to leave when tragedy befalls their partner. To me, this proves that talk is cheap. It also suggests the diamond may be far longer-lasting than the relationship.

Anyway, I try not to let that whole thing bring me down. I mean, we all make mistakes, right??? I’d much rather recover than cry over spilt milk anyway.

Plus, I knew talk is cheap. I basically had it coming!

Anyway, just keep swimming. As the dead kid in American History X says, “Life’s too short to be pissed off.” And like Donald in Adaptation says, “That’s her problem, not mine.” If I have a lingering concern, it’s that this was my chance… but like, Scrooge McDuck seemed happy, firstly. Secondly, I have bigger fish to fry, at the moment.

And when those fish (keep on swimming) are fried, I have a lot I want to do. Being angry is time-consuming and doesn’t pay. So I’m inclined to leave it.

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