This is the last entry on this diary. It's been a wonderful outlet to vent my obsession for a band that's been one of the highlights of my life. True, I'm not a hardcore fan as I used to be...I've been a little disillusioned with some choices that have been made over the years. But they'll always be my first love, and I'm still very fond of them. I still wish for an encounter face to face, or at least for the chance of attending a second show.

It's not the end of my "relationship" with them, just the end of me writing here (I haven't been writing much, anyway, at the risk of sounding TOO repetitive). No more. I probably left a few things unsaid, but that's ok.

Words cannot express how grateful I am for the music they've created, and for the way it's accompanied me through life, through good times and bad times alike. My first memory is me, a child, seeing the "crazy" video and wondering who that singer was. And the rest is history. History, and a treasure.

Thank you, Aerosmith.

PS: happy birthday, Tom!

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