In a split second I chimed in “Oh you know what I’m right in the middle of reading that book right now, isn’t that an amazing coincidence?”
Michael went, “Uh, huh?”
Somehow journaling works better as therapy if someone reads it. If you just keep writing and writing to yourself, the message doesn't go anywhere.
Because I'm tired of seeing that reaction in people, and now that I know it’s never going to go away, I just want to find a way to avoid it.
I didn't get what I wanted out of the blog, but to drop it now would be suicidal, as it is giving me a launching pad, a platform from which to begin something better than City of Angels 5. Maybe it will happen at City of Angels 6.