Taken around 6am in South Dakota somewhere in September 2008. I had woken up early for coffee on the porch after a night of steak and slots with the parents. I lost $5 and stopped because I do not have gambling blood.I love that December is here but hate that I find myself still bogged down with these applications that I can't seem to get untangled from. Some days I feel I'm fighting a battle in a losing war, and I want to give in, to find solace somewhere far away, but I know I would never forgive myself. I've already run away once. Picking and choosing your battles is a fickle business, and I hope to get better at it in the coming year.
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