As my good friend Josh Turner puts it, “everything is fine.” In fact, everything is more than fine. I couldn’t ask for much more out of life than what has been given to me.  I’m just feeling really good about being me.

On a side note, I have realized that this is fairly ironically posted right above a poem I wrote about things not being so great. My poetry, as with all art, should be taken as words that don’t necessarily relate to my own real life, but to things I’ve noticed around me or sometimes complete fiction.

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