I was always secretly hoping for an excuse to abandon the other blog. Now it appears I finally have one.
Dad found it. He read the whole thing, but told me that he wouldn't be following it any longer. I don't believe him.
I would very much like to write, but I have limited time before I have to go.
It feels good to start fresh. I'll do what I did when I abandoned the first blog - perceive myself as a completely different person. I'm not the guy who fell in love with Mairead. I'm not the guy who pretended to know what life was about.
I'm someone different now. That feels good.
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...so much symbolism in this. I'm sick of symbolism. I'm sick of metaphors. Things never are what they seem. They always have to be something different; something philosophical.....
I have to go.
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