Dear Grace,

Pfft… Puny Distractions

What, you think mere boundaries to entry piling up will ever stop me?  Add them all to my list!
Transaction fees, limitations on my body, my tendency to forget it all and focus on irrelevant, unreachable pussy games, don’t be that lame. 
My aim is above all y’all’s squinting faces.  My game-like life is perfectly proportionate to the goals I set and annihilate daily. 

Discomfort hints to growth.  Get on that level. 
Before I forget..
Tests conclude more attention to price-setting and the big picture are in order.  God is never an empty seat in my life.  I love Him and all His children.
Caity, Ann, Mary E., Sarah, Dozer The Dog, Niki, Nancy, Ernie, Ed. Travis. Diane and Fred, did you hear what I just said!?  I’d wed all of y’all if I could find a farmer ready to tie that knot.

I’m back to racking bodies.  If you’re not calling ME, don’t expect me to save you a seat at the table.  I want to eat!  I’m nervous just greeting ya in my dreams.  I’m left steaming and that’s not very considerate, making me guess everything you’ve always wanted to express.  I’ma stay flexing, on my best behavior and praying I find a crumpled up letter with my address on it.  Check in on me later!

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