An End...
I started this in September of 2004, and this has been my longest journal yet by far. Often, I burn the damned thing before three months are out, just outright depressed about the thoughts in my head.
But more and more, it's harder to keep this up. So, after I back this up, if I can, I'm going to have to go.
In some ways, I'm better for having this. In others, worse. It kept me sane through my move to Winnipeg, a thing that nearly broke me.
Now? Who knows. Thank you all.
But more and more, it's harder to keep this up. So, after I back this up, if I can, I'm going to have to go.
In some ways, I'm better for having this. In others, worse. It kept me sane through my move to Winnipeg, a thing that nearly broke me.
Now? Who knows. Thank you all.