I'm becoming all those things he didn't want me to be. Is it conscious volition, subliminal inclinations or merely a coincidence? Am I immaturely resisting this amorphous control he has over me, or simply becoming myself again?
So many questions I cannot answer.
So many things i wanted to write about... But too tired now, I must sleep. I'm just going to make a list for now, because writing about it at this moment would not do it justice.
The sun was shining and I had decided to take a break from my laptop.
I went out and played with Lacy my dog and it was so warm out so I took out a book and did some reading.
And guess what me and my little brother barely fought at all, and the one time was only because (yes I admit it) I was being an idiot, I tricked Lacy into knocking him over, but I apologized, and it was okay and by the end of the day we were friends again (usually he holds a grudge longer).