I half-wrote a post the other week, but didn’t have the heart to finish it. It was an angry post. There had been some stuff go down at my apartment that didn’t make me happy.
I’m happy I decided not to post it. None of the people involved even know about this blog, so it’s not like they would have found it, but I’m glad I didn’t post it because I didn’t put al lthat anger out into cyberspace.
I’m over it now, so it’s like it never existed. Sort of.