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Still Golden (Girls) After All These Years

It wasn’t long ago that I was laying in a fetal position, a big ball of regret, confusion and hopelessness, on the cold (and dusty) kitchen floor of my studio apartment in New York, located at the mouth of the Lincoln Tunnel. The depression that I have endured since I was a child had come back with a vengeance, testing my strength, resolve and ability to get up off of the floor.

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Meet Pokey

Meet Pokey. Here he is when he was only a few weeks old. My babysitter got him with Rain after she conned me into a reward for sleeping in her own bed. If youve been reading my posts, you know that was a huge scam. Im the sucker. Still fighting through sleepless nights and now Ive added another responsibility to my brood.