And I have a feeling that I belong.
Whoa.
That didn't sound right.
Here with old-school friends from another call center with my better half. Drinking brandy with shrimp chips on the side. It's one of the simpler, more refined moments in everyday life.
And yet, it's something that I've had longed for ever since.
Would this be the time to make a stand, or would I just fall from a tree and be swept away by the wind again? I'd rather...
...but I have a feeling that I could be someone.
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