That last post was actually quite painful. Who knew that sifting through six years of blog posts could evoke such bathos?
I feel better. I needed to get that off of my chest. I’m sure no one will understand what the hell I’m talking about, even if they’ve known me for a while.
I seem to enjoy speaking in circumlocutions, spinning around the matter, chasing my tail. Maybe I was brain-damaged as a child.
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