A life without memory is a life on the run

Sunday, November 25, 2007

First Post

Well, here we go again.

Every time I start one of these things, I start to think about what
I've said and how horrible or true or meaningless it is and I stop
writing. So, instead of dealing with my issues in a rational and
mature way, I've decided to take the easy way out. I'm not going to
read what I wrote before. I'm not saving these emails, and after
this blog is completely set up I will never look at it again.

I won't know if these emails are even getting there.

And hopefully I will be okay with that, because I'm going to have
to deal with it one way or the other.

Welcome, if you are reading this. If it got to you, or anyone at
all.

If not, well, I guess you're a special kind of crazy, in that you
imagine reading things that have actually been written but never
could have reached you.

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About Me

You know those people who say they should start a blog or journal and they do? There are really two types of those people. The ones who start to write and realize they have nothing to say, and so stop trying, or the ones who start to write and realize they have nothing to say either, but continue anyways.