So, now I'm a little worried.
I have not done much planning because I don't have a plan.
My hope is that once I start to write things will start to start.
What's absurd is that, I actually talk like that - "start to start" type crap, mostly as a joke because I'm just some sort of joker.
Most of my life I spend as a satirist, or maybe a cynic.
Bedrock from Barney rubble
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Here I am in the future, and here you are in my past. Here we are, both of
us, together. Right now. Here. Why though? Is it fate? Destiny? Kismet?
Synch...
2 days ago
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