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It’s strange, because I could remember all sorts of things about the Dachau city, without remembering the actual name. I knew that Autoliv had offices there, and that it was located in the state of Bavaria. I even knew it practically bordered Munich, but the actual name of the city and concentration camp seemed impossible to remember. How is that I can remember the cobblestone streets, and the high wall around the camp but not the name?

Over the weekend someone asked me why I blogged. It’s a fair question, since I don’t receive all that many visits and my writing isn’t very good. I couldn’t say, “My fans would kill themselves if I stopped!” or “I’m giving something back to the world by writing about nothing.” It isn’t therapeutic, since I normally don’t write about real problems in my life and it certainly hasn’t earned me respect. So then…why?

I’m sure my answer “Because I like writing” sounded idiotic and half-assed. And that’s because it was. I don’t know why I Blog, but I have a feeling it’s because I have what’s clinically known as raving madness. Or is it because I want to remember something in the future; like how I felt after quitting my first job or how Gizmo will always be hawt. Or maybe I’ll just want to remember that the concentration camp in southern Germany was named Dachau?

Maybe I should just hit the delete button the way I would rip off a Band-Aid. It would sting; but only at first.

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