I'm sorry.Routing innocuous touch today. I said things I shouldn't have. I took honesty with full-force and didn't consider all angles.
Coincidentally, today as I approached the witness stand I was sworn in and I was held to precise exactness. Every word scrutinized, every blink and utterance. I peered at blank faces and attempted to uphold myself with dignity and rectitude. Forced. Intended. Honest. As the day came to and end and I was rushed out of the courtroom I was thrust upon another stage, a stage of more personal proportions and I took a neural pathway to honesty that originated from hurt and I projected said honesty in projectile fashion.
I stand on my own two feet and I stumble, to my own accord and by my own creation. Sometimes I win and sometimes I lose, but always - I learn.
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So....you puked??
Wyatt,
I came across your Blog and I have so much admiration for you and the honesty you have with yourself. I just admitted to myself that I struggle with SGA. It has been great to read alittle about your story and life. You truly look happy.
Ummm... I don't get this post. I will assume that either you had a stroke and are not making sense, or that you are so genuinely brilliant that I cannot keep up with your mind -(I would like to think it's the former, but I fear it is the latter).
Loving you from afar.
I ditto Karyn. Your brain is way too deep for me, although I wish I could keep up!
So I left you a comment and it went under Jeff's name, but it is really from his better half: Brandi
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