"You can't fix it. You can't make it go away.
I don't know what you're going to do about it,
But I know what I'm going to do about it. I'm just
going to walk away from it. Maybe
A small part of it will die if I'm not around
feeding it anymore."
How to tell a story
Thursday, June 23, 2016
End in sight
When we move, I anticipate ending and archiving this blog. If I start another, it probably would be anonymously. I want to disappear.