I'm reading Dana's old weblog. Stupid idea I know, but I accidentally clicked on it while checking people's blogs. God, reading those things sting.

I don't know what I have licence to speak about here. I don't know if he reads this, or what he is thinking. Ultimately, I guess it shouldn't matter because this is my blog, but it still does. I don't want to hurt him anymore than I have, and I also don't want to bring up more memories that hurt me.

Katie said something that made a lot of sense, and I know I've been following the logic. She said "The more you try not to think about something, the more you think about it". Sorta sucks that way.

I want to write more about it, but I'll wait until I'm good and mad and ready to bitch away - it'd make for more entertainment anyway :)

So, for now, later days and sleep well all