Marc

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I tend to keep the personal stuff off this page, cause I don't want to come off sounding like an ATR wannabe, but I'll tell you all one thing -- my ego took a shot tonight. Hardcore. I honestly think I'm less of a man than I was just five hours ago. It's disgusting, really.

Every step I took home tonight, and believe me when I say that there were a whole lot of them, went slower than the previous one, and no matter how loud I had the headphones on, it couldn't drown out the incredibly overwhelming sense of rejection. I'm hurting. Bad. And the sad thing is that I should've seen it coming ... but I didn't.

I hope all of your Sunday's are going better than mine so far. Please be careful, be nice to each other, and be respectful. It's easy, I know, but that doesn't mean it doesn't get done.