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I got a lot of stuff done around the house today. After talking with Missy, I kinda wished I would have been stoned, because it seems like it could have made vacuuming a whole lot more interesting.
I burned, literally burned in the fireplace, most of the pages of an old journal. I was reading through and was disgusted with what I felt necessary at the time to put down on paper. Plain ridiculous. I feel weird in some way, because I've actually altered history, by denying that aspects of my life were ever recorded. But I realized some of the things I had written are better left unsaid (unwritten). I won't forget, but I also won't remind myself.
Needless to say, it feels good to have them gone.
I burned, literally burned in the fireplace, most of the pages of an old journal. I was reading through and was disgusted with what I felt necessary at the time to put down on paper. Plain ridiculous. I feel weird in some way, because I've actually altered history, by denying that aspects of my life were ever recorded. But I realized some of the things I had written are better left unsaid (unwritten). I won't forget, but I also won't remind myself.
Needless to say, it feels good to have them gone.