Legs are sore. Back hurts. Sleepy all the time. Yup, I'm back to work. And work is good. Work means timecards. Timecards mean paychecks. And paychecks mean I still have a place to live. So that's good. Is this where I want to be? No. Is this where I have to be? Not necessarily. But it's where I'm going to stay. For now at least. I guess I'll just have to wait and see what's next.
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