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Tuesday, December 19, 2006 oh fuck in less than ten hours, my mother will be boarding a plane to Europe. she will be there until sometime mid-january.... just a heads up: if something happens to her on the way, during, or on the way back... i will cease to be. i will let go of everything i thought i cared about. i will drink heavily until this life has its way with me. i will not take her advice and move along. i will join her via apathy regarding my well-being. and no one will ever see me again (figuratively or literally). this is what i've realized tonight, after thinking about the possibilities. i worry more than i thought i would. and i love my mother very VERY much.