I've had to re-evaluate my life a couple of times, and both times I've thrown all life related plans out the window by instinct. It's terrifying and sad at first, I had to mourn the reality I'd thought would be while not knowing right away what was going to replace it. Both times, this was followed by a wierd sense of almost intoxicated freedom...like I could do anything, and none of it mattered. I was lucky to have friends and family who knew the real me better than I did at those moments, and could re-introduce me to those parts of myself that I needed to keep.

I was surprised (both times, although I guess the second one I should've known) at how much stayed the same, despite the feeling that everything was different. And both times, the parts of my life plans that came back turned out to really be the ones that mattered. But that might just be my good luck.

Anyway, don't know if this sounds familiar to anyone...or even relevant. But Skip's original post brought it all back to mind...and I just couldn't help rambling it all out here.

I'll pack it in now and go back to flirting

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