Got so much to do, so little time...

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If I can only drag myself to walk faster, talk better, breathe well, maybe I will be a happier person. But, no. Maybe I am now destined to be like this. To just walk slow, talk in a hush & breathe through my oxygen tank at times. But I am still very happy! You see, I learned to accept the present me. Oh yes, I still say those, "what ifs?". But I know, if I still am those, I wouldn't be here, peacefully seated & trying to scribble a few words for you. I am still alive. I miss MyLot. And I miss you more, my dear friends! Any update about the "Paid to Poop"? Ha! Ha! Ha!