Weirdness prevails, in politics and the personal. Life can take such strange twists and I sometimes feel like I'm trying to find the yellow brick road but it's so overgrown with weeds that it's shiny buttery brick is entirely concealed and I'm navigating based on instinct. Just trying to make the best choices on my own, without parental interference, can be exhausting.
At least I've got some forward momentum now. I still wish I could put myself on some Ritalin but water and lemon will have to suffice, just in case I return to racing. At some point I will, as I do have unfinished bidnezz with my sport.
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