I am me. I like the colour blue. I play piano, sometimes recklessly, willing to tolerate the dissonance until I come up with something truly inspiring. I write about a lot of things for posterity. I don't want to have a backlog in the four cornes of my brain, or, God forbid, forget what I was thinking. So I write. I suspect that one day it will mean something to my children, or my grandchildren; a little sojourn into my past, into the struggles of my youth. Maybe it will help them. Mostly it just gives me the satisfaction of feeling I am making the most of this human journey. When I can put my life and experiences into words, I am not letting them fall to the ground.
So feel free to glean a little from my verbose indulgences -- that would make me happy.
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