<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550531255977872695</id><updated>2011-07-31T03:46:25.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Current life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myspotlight.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550531255977872695/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myspotlight.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10272461611206535287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550531255977872695.post-3820101991375008444</id><published>2010-10-11T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T20:48:59.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is a start - I'm letting go.</title><content type='html'>It's almost two Weeks since I got back.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were arguing already non stop he's going to tell me everyone argues that doesn't mean you split up. When does it mean you split up? I am forever questioning this. When I was a kid I would witness my parents arguments and always wonder if they were going to split up... This never actually happened.. So I'm going to guess my negativity started at a young age. To this day my parents are still somewhat happily married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I however am not married nor happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550531255977872695-3820101991375008444?l=myspotlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myspotlight.blogspot.com/feeds/3820101991375008444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myspotlight.blogspot.com/2010/10/today-is-start-im-letting-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550531255977872695/posts/default/3820101991375008444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550531255977872695/posts/default/3820101991375008444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myspotlight.blogspot.com/2010/10/today-is-start-im-letting-go.html' title='Today is a start - I&apos;m letting go.'/><author><name>unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10272461611206535287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
