I started this thing up a few years ago. I never really knew why, other than I was trying to rekindle an old habit of writing horribly. From my teens and through my twenties I accumulated crates of used up notebooks and compostion books of all shapes and sizes.
All of them full of brain storms, music ideas, illustrations, thoughts on the day to day, a little bit of everything.
I told one or two people I started this up without really knowing what I was going to do with it. Still, I was told that it was checked religiously by someone. In that year I think I made two posts that had to do with nothing.
So here it is again: Another attempt a few years later…
seems to be an ongoing theme in life.
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