IT'S THAT TIME OF YEAR AGAIN, I FIND OUT MY DREAM IS A LOSING ONE...HOW DO I GET OUT OF IT? A GAL TOLD ME BABY STEPS, BABY STEPS, WHEN YOU RUN YOU CAN'T SEE WHAT IS AHEAD. MAYBE IT'S BETTER THAT WAY. IT HAS BEEN A HORRIBLE RETAIL YEAR FOR ME. I WAS LIVING IN MY HEAD AND ART BECAME MY ESCAPE. I NEED DESPERATELY TO G WE T A REALITY CHECK. NOBODY COULD HAVE PREDICITED THIS AWEFUL WINTER, BAD, COLD, SNOWY...I WISH I HAD SHORED UP MY RESOURCES. IT SEEMS TO ME I STILL HAVE INTERESTING THINGS, JUST THE CROWDS HAVEN'T BEEN HERE. I WANT IT TO WORK.
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