Everything is going reasonably well. Have began praying to 'my own sense of God' everyday, which actually really helps me; I thank Elizabeth Gilbert to death for that. Finally in our new home which has an even bigger pool than the last, so swimming everyday for 45 minutes helps lift my mood and helps me forget about Mr. Loneliness and Mr. Depression, so they're not always breathing down my neck like they loooove to do. Eventually I want to write more when more happens: going on a secret mission with a new friend tomorrow, followed by a three day weekend of adventuring in different towns (and beaches) with my mom, Steve, and our dog Simba. Crossing my fingers that I will find a job soon, but must take it all in stride. Oh no, I got to keep on moving...
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