What if I did what I really want to do?

What if I knew what that was?

That would make this easier.

You know, it's weird how much a year really makes a difference. If I was dealing with this a year ago I'd be a mess...Physically, emotionally, everything-ly. But now I just don't care. And maybe that's not really a good thing, but I've adopted the philosophy that everything is ok in the end, and if it's not ok it's not the end.

I'm gonna go for a bike ride.