It's time, once again, for me to steal from the pages of The Daily Journal (the blog before there were blogs.
July 27, 1998
I just remembered my locker combination from my senior year in high school! Isn't it amazing how our minds work like that? It was something like 22-something-something, I think. Wait, I know there was a 2 in it. It may not have been 22. Man, that's amazing.
Not Wish
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The memory is the first thing to go.
The Daily Journal used to be a beacon of hope and a ray of light in my life. Now it's just a bloody stump, crawling with maggots and festering boils.
Maybe the Goat of Your Transgressions will bring me some relief again some day...
We have that goat in our backyard. It's a homeschool thing.
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