Day 15 Hell of a day. My alarm hauled me from the clutches of the Ghost of Exes Past. You know how sometimes you're walking around, minding your own business, when suddenly you remember what an idiot you were years ago? Well that was this dream. A rundown of how dumb I was. A reminder of a relationship that could have been. I remained in a funk for the remainder of the day. At my job, I found myself with total Glass Door Syndrome: Completely separated from everyone around me, unable to even look most people in the FACE. This isn't like me. ... But it is a lot like how I used to be. Back in college, before I heard of the Great Porn Experiment. Today I was reminded of the past I'm leaving behind. Maybe it's all those disused addictive pathways in my brain fighting back. Begging for attention. They must be starving. Good. I'm done feeding them. My body is ready. COMMENCE AWESOME.