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I thought I'd break the silence on this page. Either all of our lives are far too simple and easy or we've all seemed to find another outlet for our pent up frustrations.

As for me and mine? I'm not sure. Probably the other outlet option.

Nonetheless, here's for hoping our lives are great enough that we don't need to vent.

...just had a thought... we may not be venting because we're not in school currently...

Ps. After reading through the Labels for previous posts I think I may be way out of my league on this site, being the only male writer.

When it rains it pours

Okay... so... I just need a hug... from anyone... please...

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A Red, Red Rose

O my Luve's like a red, red rose
That's newly sprung in June;
O my Luve's like the melodie
That's sweetly played in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry:

Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun;
I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o' life shall run.

And fare thee weel, my only Luve,
And fare thee weel awhile!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho' it ware ten thousand mile.

- Robert Burns

This isn't even a vent really. Just a call for normalcy. A prayer for peace. ...... but most of all a kid clinging to Hope...

"Like too little butter spread over too much bread."

I'm tired..... I'm just simply worn out.... too many things always going through my head and too many things always on the To-Do list. I'm frustrated (Not angry).

Even vacations often seem to bring me no respite. Where is that stuff actually found?!

I find myself just wishing that I could find some way to leave all my cares, and concerns, and responsibilities, and passions, and problems, and drama, and work, and money, and heartaches, and desires, and dreams, and pains, and burdens, and mantles, and hopes, and frustrations... and just take a step away....

and go lay in a hammock.....

on a beach....

sipping a virgin martini....

with one of those little umbrellas....

alone....

I suppose the only day that'll ever happen is when I'm dead. And even then, I'm sure God will put me to work.

My existence is doomed to trudge with the burden of responsibilty.

Normally I'm fine with it. In fact normally I quite like it. But like both of the Relief Society Presidents expressed yesterday evening, "We, as Leaders, are HARPED ON by Satan on all sides!" Sitting there, watching tears flow down the cheeks of both presidents, and having my own demons raging within me, I felt a tad bit overwhelmed.

But ask me then, ask me now, or ask me later if I would have it any other way, and I will respond with a resounding, "NO!!!!! I will not abandon them! I will not abandon those that need me. But above all, I will not abandon my God!"

Till my dying breathe let this ring true!

two suitcases, one backpack and a purse

I officially have way too much stuff.

Too much to be car-less and flying home for the whole summer, cramming it all into a couple checked suitcases, a carry-on and one small personal item (aka my largest purse). At least Southwest lets you check two bags for free.

Sometimes I want to just give it all away and start fresh. Simplify. Wouldn't it be nice if all I needed really did fit in two suitcases, one backpack and a purse? (instead of storing ten boxes of my life in a different basement every summer when I go home).

How much do I really need?