Oh Gosh. I don’t know what to do with this blog. I don’t want to delete it because I don’t want to lose the record of the time in North Carolina. But I realize that my rant post is such blight. I’m not really embarrassed, or sorry about the post. I was in pain and I went off. I came here today and saw the comment from anonymous and I tried to leave a comment to explain that I don’t in anyway think the person knew they were using “my metaphors” and even in the rant I said I realize that no one can own a metaphor. I was just crazed. And. I think I can be crazed every once in a while. But. Oh. I dunno. I can’t see my clarification comment. It may be there tomorrow. And anonymous may never return. And. It is what it is. I could just delete that post but it has been read. I kinda feel like I just need to live with the worst of who I am as well as the best of who I am.
So. Maybe if I post here more the bad vent will slip into archives and …memory.
Or maybe there needs to be a place in the blof world where I lost my self. Some record of my humanity. I just don't know.