Unlocker

I’ll do it someday. Wyckoff Heights? Ha. When you find this, you’ll thought I’d forgotten.

Not sure why it is that I don’t mention work (or anything) in more explicit terms nowadays, but I go back through entries over the past year and a half and I can sometimes barely make out what they mean. I go back even further and it gets harder, less helpful, but I always know that I intended that. I meant something, even when I meant nothing. Every sentence carries the weight. "Wait, but this looks like gibberish." Of course it does. It should. You shouldn’t know everything; neither should I. That’s the secret, you know? Fill the boxes, lock them yourself, and throw away the key before you remember everything in them by heart. Yes, the highs and lows are easier to navigate that way. A photographic memory is only useful for grade school and crime scenes.