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My first love

Janna came up this morning and brought Taco Bell! Then she helped me get ready for the day. I decided to finally turn on my desktop and laptop. It has been months, and I have a book to finish. However, I spent most of the day cleaning up, defragging, virus scanning, and going through files.

I went through a ton of files, which included old email accounts and messages. It made me miss the music industry so much. I do enjoy writing, but music has always been my first love. I gave away my guitar during a store promotion, so I haven't held a guitar in over a year. I miss my suppliers and customers so much. Do you think I should go back?

Right now, life is too complicated, but it was nice hearing from friends in the industry. Just knowing they have thought about me means so much. Maybe in a few years, if my health allows, I will get back into the business.

On a side note, I emailed Scott a question tonight. It was a serious question about the next book, and he had told me I could email him. Well, I quickly realized he had lied to me again. I give up even caring anymore. What's the point? He claims to be honest, Abe, but he is a cold-hearted liar! I hate feeling this way because I am always supportive of those struggling with mental illness. Still, he has taken shunning to a new level. I pray he is never treated this way because it is cruel.

I worked all day on the computer, so I am exhausted. It has been months since I even had the desire, but now I am determined to finish the story and tell the whole truth. I have sugar-coated the cold hard truth long enough. I feel God standing beside me as I cross through to the next chapter of my life.

Much love,

Tina


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