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Trying my best to just move on. I’ve spent a few years stalking and sniping at some of my old friends online and I know that’s not very healthy. Part of me is hoping to someday see their karma turn. I think the other part is just bored or empty or something. Like I spend all this time working and my life advances so slowly that I can barely see it or feel it, but I can definitely feel older and slower myself. I just want to know that the my old boss and teacher, who interrupted my wedding to remind me I’ll always be less than to him and his group, will slip on his banana peel down the stairs. Meanwhile the world is actually on fire and my kids are almost adults and they’ll get their degrees around the same time I get mine and then we’ll all be older and some of my former friends and family members will actually be gone, but maybe I’ll have a decent job then. Anyway just trying to keep on keeping on like that guy in the movie. I feel chubby and I think I might be smoking too much weed.—Anonymous