It has been months since my last post. The reason I started blogging was to tell my story. The past posts about how I ended up being different was my real objective and now that I've finally been able to tell it, I somehow feel that there's nothing left to blog about.
Sure life goes on. But as of now, I feel that everything that defines who I am has already happened. All that's left ahead are the consequences of the choices I've made.
I don't know if I'll be able to blog more about what's happening now. I just don't think its that important. I've said what I've wanted to.