Too old for playing games with my mind and body. Too old to keep playing silly reindeer games with my head. What does that mean? Just that I keep letting myself into emotional attachments that I am uncertain that I can afford to maintain.
Ten years ago three people walked out of my life because I kept a secret that each had swarn me to. When they busted each other I got the shaft. Now, with a 20 year reunion looming ahead of us, one of them is being friendly again. Will I ever learn? I'll let you know. This blog won't post until August 11th. I'll have plenty of time to figure out what horrific prank will be played on my emotions then.
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