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Hitting bottom has its advantages. When you’re at your very worst, things can only improve, right? In many ways, I’m at my best when I’m at my worst. A clean slate, that’s what I had -- a chance to reboot. Was this looking through rose-colored glasses? Maybe, but what else did I have? My year was off to an inauspicious start, to say the least. Returning from my failed mission in Chicago, I hit the brakes. I stopped obsessing about 3a (sure I did) and focused on my work. I even stopped calling my fuck buddies. Putting my love life on hold, concentrating on my job, and taking stock of my life would serve me best. Let’s see what I had going for me: My career was nowhere, my marriage was a failure, and oh yeah, I was in debt up to my eyeballs.
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