To say: "It could be worse," is to say nothing at all. What am I missing here? Because something of relative 'worseness' is hypothetically possible in your life, your current predicament suddenly loses the character of what it is
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again, i enjoyed this post, not in the least because of your candid honesty (and to boot, your natural writing style just so happens to be so engaging and interesting to read -- did i mention that i enjoy your posts, Kevin? oh, i did? well, there you go!). keep 'em coming if ever you feel the urge to write, Kevin.
i had no idea that you had this neurological disorder. anyone who ever knew you in school knew that you were /brilliant/ -- i got to see your brilliance through your crazy piano skills back at tws, but i heard offhand remarks about your academic brilliance, too. (lol, and iirc, stories about how VERY ;-) popular you were with the foreign ladies on one of those trans-atlantic band trips!). it's funny the kinds of things we learn through blogs about people we know, huh? it's simultaenously can be a more distant yet more bare medium of coming to know a person.. .
(oh, and may i mention ? your analogies are /very/ helpful in helping me experience/understand what you're talking about. the only (1! single!) analogy i didn't understand in this post was the filing folder one -- ALL the others expressed on a visceral level a whole lot more than they said on the surface .. which off course is the point of metaphor, ain't it?). you express yourself very well.. and yeah, i guess it's a little voyeuristic of me to be taking such interest in your writing, but hey, humans are said to be curious animals. (and speaking of voyeurism..) as long as you stay away from posting pics of yourselves in speedos, i'm intrigued! (actually, i also remember how hunkaliciously muscular you were in high school but lol maybe i'm crossing the teasing line here and making the poor straight guy uncomfortable so let's pretend i never said this, yes? ;-) )
i had no idea that you had this neurological disorder. anyone who ever knew you in school knew that you were /brilliant/ -- i got to see your brilliance through your crazy piano skills back at tws, but i heard offhand remarks about your academic brilliance, too. (lol, and iirc, stories about how VERY ;-) popular you were with the foreign ladies on one of those trans-atlantic band trips!). it's funny the kinds of things we learn through blogs about people we know, huh? it's simultaenously can be a more distant yet more bare medium of coming to know a person.. .
(oh, and may i mention ? your analogies are /very/ helpful in helping me experience/understand what you're talking about. the only (1! single!) analogy i didn't understand in this post was the filing folder one -- ALL the others expressed on a visceral level a whole lot more than they said on the surface .. which off course is the point of metaphor, ain't it?). you express yourself very well.. and yeah, i guess it's a little voyeuristic of me to be taking such interest in your writing, but hey, humans are said to be curious animals. (and speaking of voyeurism..) as long as you stay away from posting pics of yourselves in speedos, i'm intrigued! (actually, i also remember how hunkaliciously muscular you were in high school but lol maybe i'm crossing the teasing line here and making the poor straight guy uncomfortable so let's pretend i never said this, yes? ;-) )
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