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I think the question I ask myself the most is whether or not I will be satisfied with the life I've led when there is no more life left in me. Will I be thankful for the choices I made and happy about the winding and weird path that I chose instead of the all too common and easy route.

I am beyond tired these days. My eyelids have never felt so heavy. Fighting sleep isn't easy. Give me a doppio espresso or give me a pillow and a dark room. Signing off..

Slightly important updates soon. Promises to those who are anxiously awaiting to read about the shackles corporate America has latched around my ankles (with a new Starbucks logo, of course).

Puppy next Saturday. Babylove numero dos!