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my so-called american dream

Since no one really reads this anymore (it's true, I checked the stats), I can kind of say whatever the hell I want.

But all I can bring myself to say is that it feels as though my life is on verge of completely falling apart - possibility of losing job, worries about losing house - and all I can really do is sit here and watch it happen. Everything that could happen at this point is beyond my control and where the hell did my so-called American Dream go?

In brighter news, it's sunny today and there are flowers blooming and my husband loves me and I'm not dead yet.

5:00 pm - 24.02.09

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