Once I knew who I was.
It didn't last very long.
So many thoughts. I don't even know what they all are or what any of them mean.
I went to NY this weekend. It was weird. At first I was angry because I had to be there. I spent 5 years trying to forget that place and then I was dragged back and had to see everyone again. It was nice, but a little bit depressing.
I have a lot of work to do.