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End Of An Era.....

I bought a New Motorcycle jacket today and it does signify a lot of things... One it is other than my sneakers only the second thing clothes wise i have bought from myself from my new enterprise, and 2. it is about ten years since i bought my beat up and broken Danier jacket that I bought because Someone i was deeply soul mated to at the time had one.. Unfortunate it was the same day i was considering buying her ring and we all know how that turned out... So it's a kinda lousy memory... it was a good jacket for many years but like a lot of things in my life it needs to be part of my past and I can have something else, it's time to build on the future instead of having one foot already in the grave and the other firmly planted in my past... I met you because of Kurt (original leather jacket airbrushed with Kobian for those of you wondering.) and I bought the Danier because of the connection we had and the other thing i was going to by that day... why you never received the other thing was a product of your decisions, just like everything in the last ten years is a product of your decision, but i have long since moved on, and I wonder if your hatred of me and the world around will ever allow you to do that same.. somehow i doubt it.. but it's not my soul you hold in balance for me packing a memory or 2 in the closet and starting anew is a good thing, less emotional attachment and when i wear this one I am reminded that I earned it not that i blew 300 dollars on something because i wanted to have one like your yours instead of a beat up airbrushed rag. it's about choices in this life, am not as happy as i currently in my life because things aren't fucking perfect and things that have been taken away from me never should have.. but I am making it work, and i can see light at the end of the tunnel and a future ahead of me... there is no more time for dwelling in the past.. some of my old coats are a symbol of that.. This New one isn't.

Current Mood: Determined.
Current Music: The Shortest Straw,Metallica

We need not destroy the past. It is gone.

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