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Being Jonathan and myself is a little more...Separate I guess? I mean I know he's pretty much always there he's a terrible nag. I don't know how to explain it, you know that feeling you get when you feel like you might have left the iron on, and you're twenty minutes from home but your stomach just gets tighter and tighter wondering if you've burned the place down? That's what it feels like carrying Jonathan around. I don't know if I bother him as much as he bothers me. Or if he's just better at blocking me out during the moon. We have a lot in common, we're both fairly level headed but he tends to get a whole lot more obsessive about certain things and isn't so good at letting things go.
On non-fable related level, just trying to be Pete is what confuses me the most I think. I try to be a good and honest person, which apparently means I'm in the way wrong profession, but in any case...It's just kind of hard to balance the person I was in Texas, with the person I grew into when I went to law school and got married and remembering the person I wanted to become and trying to reconcile that with the person I actually became and the person I'm becoming now...Sorry, I'm feeling chatty lately apparently.