I have decided that in the torrid aftermath of what has been several months of introspective thinking that I don't want to do this anymore.  I don't want to pretend that the past lives on in faint memories or nostalgic, hopeful relationships.  I am starting a new chapter and turning over a new leaf, as they say, and so, pouring over my thoughts through text no longer serves as an adequate means of connection nor resolution. 

Good bye, xanga.  Good bye, past.

- b