Too Late, No Friends

My wife often jokes that if it wasn’t for the internet, I’d have no friends at all.

But seriously – how the hell is a martial arts nut who wakes up at 5:30am to kill a heavy bag supposed to relate to normal people?

How am I supposed to get on with folks who aren’t privy to their own internal programming?

Plus, I’m self-employed, working the opposite hours that the norm does to provide for my fam.  I’ve built my life against the current.

At least I have myself (and HDS).

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