Moving on out

I have been a grumpy bastard for a couple of months now. Trying to be reasonable instead of making a quick decision meant stewing in the bile waiting for a chance to fix things.

I should have made it quick the first time.

Strangely, I feel more at peace having made a choice. No more worrying about what can be done. Sometimes nothing can be done, and trying just makes it worse.

I'm enjoying looking forward.