If you remember yesterday I was blathering about trains and being nice to a person. If you don’t remember look here.
I don’t really remember what I said. As a rule I try not to remember what I say, my mind needs to be free of the trivial and the absurd. That’s why I can’t remember what I have written. You know, like, I remember the facts and stuff that I know, but I can’t remember how much I have shared with anyone. I have a tendency to tell one person the same thing multiple times and not tell others at all. But that’s okay because everyone in our house has bad memories so I just convince them that they forgot. They are unreasonably stubborn and don’t always believe me, which is completely unfair.
And back to the point. I refuse to reread the stuff I wrote yesterday. I…
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