On Missing my Journal

Journals are strange things. I began mine back in 1998, back when it was on PCEZ, and I used the username nwfey. It was a journal of my sexual and sensual exploits.Nowadays I write about sexual and personal philosophy, journeys, and give advice. I poder reality and romance. I talk about education and events.I miss journaling. Dear journal as a journal, I miss you. I have been using my podcast as my journal of sorts, but it is not the same.*love* to you. 

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