For The Love Of Manga

Let’s try… again

Soft boys are the best boys

Both geographically and metaphorically.

I have a new job in a new city on a new continent.

My heart is full. I am grateful.

Fearful but grateful.

Long story short, I’ve been battling a rare but debilitating illness and had to quit my job (which I wholeheartedly blame for the onset of my illness).

Things were pretty bad at a certain time.

Things are less bad now.

They’re not great.

Not yet, anyway.

I am rebuilding my self piece by piece. In addition to practicing gratitude, I am now trying to practice optimism.

Going through my journal a year ago, I wrote that I felt a shift in the universe and that things might get better soon (especially with my now-former job).

Things got a lot worse after that.

NONETHELESS!!

I’ll keep trying.

I hope to become healed. I hope to move to a better place. I hope to find a well paying job that makes me happy (i.e the opposite of suicidal).

Or are my laptop manufacturers shifty bastards bogging down my machine with updates that only eat space without any discernible added value to my laptoping experience?

I have a migraine.

Waiting for another chance for another chance for another chance for another chance...

(NOW WE ARE SIXTY, Chris Topher Mathews)

Otherwise, I’m doing pretty good. Better I’ve been in a while actually.