that picture is me as i was ten years ago... surly, thin and poverty stricken. much has changed and yet little is different 
I'm somewhat less thin, not at all poverty stricken but still surly -- it's interesting and not entirely unhealthy to look back now and then so long as you can keep the what ifs to a minimum and avoid crucifying the you that was for the problems he may or may not have forced on the you that is.
oh, and in case anyone actually reads this... this is NOT a continuation of the utterly failed fictional blog idea. That train has transformed and rolled out. If it was/is confusing to anyone that may be because I was letting a friend write every other journal entry. his entries were meant to be a non-fictional blog of his own life told as an external narrative. go figure.
I'm somewhat less thin, not at all poverty stricken but still surly -- it's interesting and not entirely unhealthy to look back now and then so long as you can keep the what ifs to a minimum and avoid crucifying the you that was for the problems he may or may not have forced on the you that is.
oh, and in case anyone actually reads this... this is NOT a continuation of the utterly failed fictional blog idea. That train has transformed and rolled out. If it was/is confusing to anyone that may be because I was letting a friend write every other journal entry. his entries were meant to be a non-fictional blog of his own life told as an external narrative. go figure.