Wed
Apr
27
I still have all of those Sega cartridges.
They’re evidence that I lived in the same house with someone for two years.
I don’t want them, as a result.
However, I won’t get rid of them. Next time, I’m going to mail them to her, should I get an address.
“FINE, waste money, then” Mum told to me, when I said what I would do.
“It’s the right thing to do. I wouldn’t want anything less, in this situation.”
Fairness was irrelevant, at the time, but that doesn’t stop me, now. I have no need for such vengeful disregard, now.