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So, there I was sitting in a pile of trash in the middle of this city known as ArRamadi. I was wondering what actions in my life led me to this. I wondered if I had made better choices in high school, would I be here now? If I could go back in time, would I change things? ..... maybe.So, there I was laying in bed with the most beautiful woman in the world. I was wondering what actions in my life led me to this. I wondered if I hadn't been sitting in a pile of trash in the middle of ArRamadi, would I be here now? If I could go back in time, would I change things? .... Not a chance.So, there I was laying on a mattress on the floor with no one around me. The walls are white, as is the ceiling. I've no one to talk to but my thoughts. They truely are a scary thing. I suppose it's human nature to not want to be left alone. I start to drift in this sea of solitude wondering "What series of events in my life led me to this?" Just then, the door downstairs opens, and i hear the voice of my best friend. No matter how far I seem to drift away, I always return because I realize that I've the support of the best friends in the world and a loving family. That in itself makes me the riches man alive.table table table{ background-color:666666; background-image:url(http://rds.yahoo.com/S=96062883/K=harle y+davidson/v=2/SID=w/TID=I055_76/l=IVI/SIG=12i0idprd/EXP=112 9248295.r{}