Candid Textbook

Today I found my unintentional history. I didn't mean to write it. I didn't even know I was writing it.

Roughly four months are covered, focusing mostly on relationships. At first it appeared a little shallow, but after a while I warmed up to it. It isn't shallow, it just isn't complete.

There are no poems in it at all. Books that aren't read like poetry should have poetry in them. But it isn't finished. I'll give it some time to make poetry.

Apparently nothing really changed until about 2 weeks ago. And it get's so obscure at that point that I have no idea what changed. I definately need to start working on clarity. From what I can gather, contact with some people seems to have decreased whilst contact with some others increased dramatically. This fact holds mixed emotions. I'll try to cling to the better of them.
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If I can ever find my unintentional history again, I'll write an update.