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            <title><![CDATA[Good hell how am I so behind]]></title>
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            <description><![CDATA[Everybody at some point remembers that feeling of being left out during recess as a primary school student. The sinking feeling that everyone has found their place…except you. You just stand there not knowing what the fuck to do with your hands. I was that kid. Fast forward to now. Im a grown adult. My 20s slipped away as I fumbled about life. Thinking, just like on the school yard, that one day Id find my place, hit my stride ya know. Don’t get me wrong, Ive hussled, but still nothing has re...]]></description>
            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Everybody at some point remembers that feeling of being left out during recess as a primary school student. The sinking feeling that everyone has found their place…except you. You just stand there not knowing what the fuck to do with your hands.</p><p>I was that kid. Fast forward to now. Im a grown adult. My 20s slipped away as I fumbled about life. Thinking, just like on the school yard, that one day Id find my place, hit my stride ya know.</p><p>Don’t get me wrong, Ive hussled, but still nothing has really hit. In the real world im drowning, just trying to get by. The ability to afford a home keeps slipping away with every day of inflation. In the career world I feel i am falling behind.</p><p>And so now i’m here. I don’t know what the fuck this is? What the hell is this wallet thing i just downloaded. I don’t know whats going on here. Im just a kid on the playground tired of not fitting in and rushing into your friend group…..Your move.</p>]]></content:encoded>
            <author>dom-pukana@newsletter.paragraph.com (Dom Pukana)</author>
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