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Just sitting here in the middle of the night asking myself two questions:

1.  Just how did I get so far down this wrong road; and

2.  What the fuck was I thinking?

I'm trying to come up with a few resolutions tonight.  How did I become so slavishly devoted to one woman?  I've got to get over myself, and get over this whole fantasy.  First resolution, buy a new guitar.  Second resolution, start dating.  This pining thing is for the birds, and as a subject matter it's pretty much exhausted.