10*21*01 It wasn't quite what it seemed
Sometimes I don't think I can do this any longer. Sometimes it is no longer for myself, but everyone else instead. But it maybe it does more for someone else other than myself. I could be happy with that. I just don't know what I'm saying anymore and where I'm ever going with any of this. Kenny started a diary because he saw mine. That made me happy.
regress /progress
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