My boss just made a comment that I could completely relate to. The Air and atmosphere of today is one filled with a high nostalgia. It made me recall searching out alligators in South Carolina with my grandparents. Charleston could be so beautiful. I think I should get over my hate of traveling and vacation. I Should probably also call my grandparents soon. I sort of missed it. I was also almost always jealous of their little old person village. It seemed to be such a safe existence. Only now I know that one has to work to get to it. My work has only just begun.
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