Posted on Oct 29th, 2008
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My own belongings. Even when I don't really like something, I spend way too much time thinking about it. Stuff is SO unimportant but once I have it, I feel possessive. It effects relationships, attitude, and quality of life, and I just want to give it all away to stop the trouble it causes.
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Posted on Oct 28th, 2008
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I am excited about feeling at home. Right now I don't feel comfortable or at peace in my environment. I don't know whether I will feel at home here first, or if I won't feel at home until I am with my family. All I know is that there is something missing in my situation now that I want. The feeling will come, and that excites me.
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Posted on Sep 19th, 2008
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Physically, in bed resting. Mentally, all over the place. This week I have been thinking about a lot of family issues and emotions that I have never dealt with. My mind is going in many different directions that all seem to be winding roads which lead to more questions and fewer answers.
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Posted on Sep 14th, 2008
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Passionate debate. I love to hear what others believe about life, and why they are passionate about it. Most don't understand this love. I want to understand where the passion comes from, but others don't care or they believe they already know.
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Posted on Sep 9th, 2008
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Gaining confidence by realizing knowledge and wisdom are not magically acquired with age but with experience, which can come at any time in life.
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Posted on Sep 9th, 2008
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My parents and brother. Each has taught me different lessons about life. I remember best what my father has said to me, what others have said about my mother, and what my brother has said to others. It is strange to think about.
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Posted on Sep 9th, 2008
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I find my mind often lingers on the past. My future is uncertain and frightening in some ways, but the past is concrete, fact. Whether I dwell on good times or bad, at least I know what happened. There is no mystery. Life is full of so many unknowns that I find solace in the one thing that I am sure of: the past.
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Posted on Sep 1st, 2008
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Three days. It feels more like a vacation home than a real home. I find myself wondering how long it will take to feel like it is home. Right now it feels like it will never be my true home.
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