Privacy

I've posted about 20 entries since my last one that is public but alas, they all receded into 'privately' marked ones because of their angst and general embarrassing aura. Heh. I want to start a journal that is filled with arbitrary information about my day. Maybe I will ditch this one and begin another that can encompass more complacent and sun-drenched times. This journal represents a year of confusion, degradation, jumbled thought and loneliness. I think it's time to move on. Tomorrow, I will make a new yearly one :) Bye Icecreamparade.