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Today marks the two year anniversary of my arrival to this town. It’s also the halfway point to me leaving here.
I feel like I’ve been holding my breath on the ocean floor for all this time. Sometimes, I try to imagine I can hold my breath forever…
sooner or later
Posted @ 5:56 AM
2 Comments:
6/22/2005
hot babe writes:
Anonymous writes:
Congratulations?
6/22/2005
I've been in Jacksonville over 6 years. I held my breath for the first couple years too. Eventually, I learned to breathe underwater, but it took some adjustment, learning, and equipment. When I think about Jacksonville, I feel I know what it must be like having decompression illness (the bends). Occassionally, I sometimes forget the environment here, and get distracted by the flash of a fish. There is always hope. I hope you survive.
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