"People cry when they don't Free Willy/ but they don't give a damn about a brother from Philly"
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It's nice to know that I'm not alone.
Wipe. Delete. Obscure.
Yes, strange to plead with oneself but, hey!
It is an interesting thought, that when you write journals like this, are you addressing yourself or other people?
Even though other people may read it,I write it as a conversation with myself. To work things through in my own mind. Do I?
Entering the realms of Beckett maybe?
I think I like Moon Palace best.