clearing house

I’ve spent the past hour tagging like crazy in Evernote and marking scribbles and snippets to save on my blog. I still have this fantasy at the back of my mind that someone is reading me. And I am putting on a show. This is weird.

It turns out, the more I look into my thoughts, my written thoughts, the more stupid I think I am. And pathetic.

Nonetheless, onward, keyboard. Click away. Eventually something good, hopefully something great.

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