that said, I'm remembering and giving thanks for my life in its kitschy - but honest - assortment of the places and people of which its been made. I thank the Lord for the heaven and even the hell i've been through and how the ironic harmony of their parts sum up my colorful existence.
Friends and "enemies", family and strangers, I raise my glass to you - thank you for being the wind in my sails and the current on my voyage.
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