Saturday, December 10, 2011
I like physical work...I like working hard...I like feeling like I'm getting my hands dirty. I feel lucky because of this. I feel like if I needed to I could survive if it came down to it...I know I could survive. I can manage myself if I try. I can do what I need to do and make myself a machine and work it like one. With my direction I am headed, I am proud to say I am someone coming from something that made me work hard.
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