These rough days define us. For in the calm of a storm we can be invincible. But on that first strike of lightening, our mortality is questioned and it is there that our strength is revealed.

I am being defined. The nights are night, the mornings are early. It all piles itself onto me, and I have more deciosions I need to make. I hope I make the right ones.

I have been with Tressia for a week now, and it's been more than I could ask for. I hope it stays this way, and while I know all things fade...this doesn't have to fade. Not that much, not for a long time to come.

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