Life gets good once in a while. Life "is what you make of it." What if you are stuck in a situation that you didn't make, but that was given to you by your diety of choice? Is it just my rotten luck that I have 2 girlfriends who I miss more than is expressable or is it that the gods are testing me because they believe I have a dark destiny that they need to keep me alive for? Is it just my luck that
mira_fastfire and myself had to break up at a LosCon because it was beneficial for both parties at the time? Is it just me? Is it real? What is real? I mean, real is something nobody really knows how to define. Not even me.
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