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*As in "Welcome to" and where "Gator Country"
means "Los Angeles"
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Gator Country: thank you
i'm supposed to be writing about my dog dying yesterday (yes, that happened). this is my big re-entry after four years off the grid. i could tell you all about my time away, but you probably don't care, and it's the stuff you imagine: kids, marriage, mortgage, job, sunrises and sunsets. not in that particular order. right now, it's a big mash up of notes that i haven't had time to sort out and if you know me, you know i won't. i prefer to look forward.
it's not my dog dying that got me writing again. it's to write a thank you note to the person who told me to.
i've been reading a book on magicians, and the best thing i've gleaned so far is that i want to figure out how to roll a coin in my hands. like really well. if i can figure this out, i'm going to get a coin made, one side passion and the other side suffering. and i will do tricks for people and see which side plays out. i think i would be much more comfortable standing behind the coin than facing it.
people suffer a little when they get to know me. that's because i suffer when i get to know them. it's not a bad thing. it just means that you're special.
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