I can relate. I look at some things I did then, watch some home videos I made then (for "remembrance" purposes), and am pained. Everyone's old shame is incarnated in their own past. Take, for example, today's photograph. Would you believe that I lived across the street from the Peterborough Public Library for two years, close enough that I could see it from my bedroom window, and this is the only picture I have of it?
Sometimes, I swear, effects can't precede their causes soon enough.
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