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I've been trying to figure out this woodworking bit for
about five years now. Three of which I've been trying to
figure out how to play the piano, and the last two I've
been trying to figure out this fatherhood thing.
Essentially, I'm just walking around, surrounded by things
I don't understand and blindly plowing my way forward because,
really, what choice do I have?
It's kinda like being perpetually 16 years old. Except
now, instead of simply being a loudmouth goof in a little
town, I'm the guy with too many tattoos and a beautiful
wife. Truly, not too bad, 'eh?
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