I helped D-- and his mom move into their new apartment today. I'm not sure how much help I was, considering I'm still getting over the flu and didn't have my natural verve.
D-- has gone through the wringer over these last few years. It's all too personal to share in a public blog like this, suffice to say that if I wrote his experiences in a short story you would assume that it was all too outlandish and melodramatic to be true.
It's nice to see how good he's doing now. He finally has a decent paying job, has gone back to school and is doing great, and has a nifty new apartment. I sincerely hope that the next few years of success will outweigh his recent trials.
I'm crossing my fingers that he doesn't break a mirror in transport!
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