I decided to get in a few words before I go to work. Yes, I found another YouTube I enjoy, and I still have some coffee. As long as I have coffee, I can write. The other day I was thinking about... my situation again. I guess I should not feel so bad about it. Because I am working, and I'm actually enjoying it. I work hard, but I get paid every week. I mean, I am happy. I do not see why I continue on. I guess I just do not believe in giving up. Originally, it was all love. But there is some disgust as well. I mean, it is taking counseling to move on. I got caught up by it, trying to remain faithful to something that did not exist. But in the end, I went off of what I had. What I knew. I was a sailor. But I also am a human being. I just hope that I will be able to finally move on from it. After all, it was a long time ago. But still. I just like the implicat...