Wishing Wells

I can hear the rain belting down outside. It's soothing. Yet, I can also hear the water dripping through the vent outside, like a leaky sink. And that can be quite maddening.

I'm going to church tonight for the first time in I don't know how many years. It doesn't change anything, but it makes my family feel better. It's the least I can do for them.

Gut feelings are weird. It's hard to talk to someone and tell them that "you just know". How? It's just a feeling. But sometimes, a lot of times, those feelings are dead on. And most times for me, it's the precursor for a terrible, terrible truth.

Sad but true.

It's unfortunate that I'm finding a niche as I'm getting ready to pack my bags for a new location. It's sad but true. I can't seem to make things fall into place, although my fortune cookies are still very positive. I hope dreams do come true with a bit of work. If I get that one lucky break, I swear I will put my heart and soul into my work. I'm keeping my fingers crossed.

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