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"My head is bloody but unbowed"

That is one of my favorite poems for reasons that I'm not getting into right now! But none-the-less I found it fitting as a title.

I know life is going to test me that's the point. It wouldn't be much living to be done if I wasn't. And I have realized that I have been looking at the negative aspects of life a lot lately. I don't have this, I had to leave, I want a new...and etc. You get the point. But I have stopped and looked at all the things I do have. Yes life threw me a jab but I'm not Knocked Out! I'm still living. And now is the perfect time for me to start looking at the positive. So that's what I'm going to start doing. So if you catch me in the streets being a "Debbie Downer" just come correct me real quick!

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