I reread my most recent post about my date with CLY.
Wow. It sounded much better than I remembered it to be.
Dang. I'm a good writer.
Hahaha.

Anyway, I've been thinking about the particular childhood incident he shared with me.
It's a piece of scarred history that'd remained vividly in his childhood memory.
It was very sad indeed.
It's one of those tragic incidents that you'd remember for life.
Incidents which you'd inevitably repeat to your therapist.
Or your biographer if you become famous.

It's very admirable seeing how well he's doing today.
Bravo, CLY.