But that's just a lot of water
ahh the pleasures of the passage of time and reflecting on the past.
During my snooping phase which directly correlated with the panic, pleading and anger phases in days immediately following dday, I had a fake FB page. I used it a lot early on and of course it dwindled. I logged on a once in a while to catch up with some friends from SI but not often. Well now its dwindled so far that I can't even remember the log in name/email account.
Just another tiny thing falling away from my psyche. It was such a crutch for me for so many months and now its gone from my memory. Either the Alzheimer's is starting early or I don't give a shit anymore.
Underneath a bridge I burned
And there's no use in backtracking
Around corners I have turned
“Many of us crucify ourselves between two thieves - regret for the past and fear of the future.” -foulton oursler