Through conversation today at work, I remembered that I had a blogger blog. Tonight I sat down and read it end-to-start. I laughed, I cried, but mostly I identified with the author. That was amazing. I've changed so much in the past few years, but somehow I've managed to stay exactly the same. I haven't enjoyed reading something so much in a long time. For once, being self-absorbed doesn't seem so wrong.
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