The Bloody Doors Off

What the fuck am I even doing here?

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6 months

… to the day. Hell, to the hour. And it was a Tuesday, to boot.

There are worse ways to spend an anniversary. Put in a full day on the contract, talked to a possible new client before I even left for the office in the morning. Walked down from Bay & College to King and beat the bus.

They finally fixed the bugs for logging in my hours; THAT’s a big plus.

And it’s been six months since I’ve had a cigarette.

I have an update on my diagnosis and will be switching out one of the medications (again, a plus). In a week and a half, I might have a new, kick-ass coffee maker.

With things getting busier, I need to more effectively plan my downtime. What is it I want to do? And what’ll it take to accomplish it?

I’m not the same guy I was 6 months ago. But I’m not sure who I’ve become. Or who I’m going to be.

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    barblewarne

    Huge CONGRATULATIONS!!!!! You had tried so many times and never made it this long. It’s gone for good now – keep believing that. That monkey is off your back! And you’ve accomplished so much more in the past few months. You deserve that new coffee maker. Hugs.

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