Sometimes the feeling of de-ja-vu brings good emotions to the surface, and other times, it can cripple our hearts in a wave of resemblance to the first time the very same memory hurt us. After a three year purge of my every single emotion, and thoughts read by hundreds, perhaps thousands of eyes; eyes that I know, and eyes I have never seen, it's time for me to pursue the next chapter of my life in the right way.
Music has been my salvation and in many moments, a literal life saver through the kind of hurts and pains that can only be described as the nitty gritty of life's pleasures. I am now victim to the sweetness of the songs that used to bear sad emotions. Sometimes, very rarely, a person can come into your life and make every song that ever reminded you of your once broken heart, fade effortlessly and the song finally becomes what it was when you first heard it, raw, fresh and thought provoking. To me that's the first sign that this deserves a beginning different than all the beginnings of endings I have had up until now.
In the spirit of starting over, this blog will be no more, and the memories documented here for the past three years will be forever stored in my personal archives, but will no longer be open for debate or overanalysis by anyone else. I can't begin to describe the lessons I have learned, and have been able to reflect on rationally because of writing them and putting them out there. I guess you can say, I want to do the right thing and keep my private life, well, private. If you want things to be different, you have to treat them differently.