Was it because you ENJOYED those things? Or was it because they were the OPPOSITE of the carefully constructed "Perfect You"?I don't know.Don't know? ...r don't WANT to face those things again?Why should I?Wasn't that the whole point of coming here?The point was to start fresh, blank slate.'Blank slate' is a pipe dream. You are who you are now because of who you WERE before. Trying to be someone completely new out of the ether is impossible. You've first got to figure out who you WERE before you. After some days, he said: “As you are on a vacation, why don’t you visit us sometime?”I thought to myself that I needed some fresh air so I said ok and I will let him know the date.After a few days, I reached their city. The city of lakes. He texted me their address and I went straight to their residence. (By the way, I am not dumb. I did verify that they are real before going). He welcomed me and said his wife would be home in the evening. So I freshened up and had lunch and we talked for some. I jumped out of the car and she ran to me and hopped into my arms. I gave her a kiss, happy to see her, but I got serious quick, telling her she was in trouble. She frowned but took my hand while we walked inside. I step inside the house and see two girls sitting on the couch. One blonde, one brunette. The brunette was very pretty. Soft features, big blue eyes with full lashes. She was a tiny little girl. They both were little but this girl, who’s name I learned was Sarah was probably only 4’9′. "Says the woman who fawned all over your boyfriend," Harold chortled."Doesn't matter where you get your appetite so long as you eat at homelovey," Gladys patted his cheeks affectionately."I don't mind eating at home, so long as I get seconds." Haroldsmacked Gladys playfully on the buttocks."Harold Chatterton! Not in front of the guests!" Gladys chided him butyou could see that they loved each other."I'm off to get a carpet square to fix that carpet." Harold kissed hiswife and lifted the counter.