Thank God I Made It To Where I Am Today

What a pathetic and shallow post title!

What little punk of a kid would risk the shallowness of a greeting card.

Where else do you think you could ever be, besides where you are, anyway!

Well...  I'll tell you where.  I could cease to exist.  I could have vanished.  I'm not living an out loud life these days, trying to imprint my existence on other people or the world as much as when I felt I could do such a thing, and I'm certainly unaligned in political battles.  I see turf wars with a wary eye.

What I've just accomplished, at this moment, is a very decent roast of coffee in my home oven, and some opera, prepared laundry, written a few words in a journal that I'll type out henceforth, and worked a decent day at my decent job.

I don't need more, necessarily.  There are other facts that I'm leaving out.  I've been losing weight, fast.  Since I stopped eating all sugar, it has been like I'm in a new body.  Huge amounts of energy that were not available in the past.  Consistency of sleep.  Exercise.  A loving partner.

But I'm well aware that I could have ruined it.  Seriously ruined it.  And "it" to a lot of people is perhaps something to be looked down upon.  I however, am growing to cherish it a lot more than I ever thought I could.

Because our decisions do matter.

And I was very close to  making flip decisions that would impact me for the rest of my life many, many times.

And I'm glad that I didn't make certain decisions, and that other decisions didn't hurt me as much as they could have hurt me.

And I'm glad I have the courage to stick to something for once.  I've NEVER been able to stick to anything.  Just stick to it, I tell myself, and I tell you, readers, and stick and stick and stick.

Queue webbed feet.