I miss this blog and the person who pushed me to write so many of the posts that you found here. Sometimes I think all is gone and that time has forced me to accept this is just something that was. And then there is a moment where I realize, everything is different but there is no reason not to write here because you never know what can happen.
"When you're in jail, a good friend will be trying to bail you out. A best friend will be in the cell next to you saying, 'Damn, that was fun'." — Groucho Marx