2014...and going fast.
April and my son just moved out. He's 18, and partially broke, but at least he's working. We all have to start somewhere. Some of us have to restart. I think I'd rather be 18 and looking ahead rather than my age and remembering. There's got to be a way to do both. Right? I guess I'm going to find out.
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