5:30 p.m., 2009-11-21
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I'm hoping this place will remain in the years to come, so I can remember who I used to be.
I'm not sure if my 'golden years' are behind me or not. I tend to look back with a smile (not on the tragedies, of course), forgetting just how much better if may be now.
Superficially, things may have been happier then, but it is much more confusing when you attempt to look past what you readily accept.
I don't even know what I'm talking about anymore.
It's funny. This used to be one place that I was certain I could say no truth for fear of discovery, but it's quite the opposite now. I fear different eyes this time around.
What is different now?
:)
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