Thursday, November 20, 2003

Listening to this as I type, hairs bristling on my forearms. Tonight, and I mean it this time, will be a quiet one. A brief look back at the day that's passed, some Buckley, Drake and Cash, hot chocolate and the land of nod. It's been an odd experience, staring up a blog. I thought i'd do it so other people could see what i'd been up to. Instead, it turns out that I feel calmed somewhat by seeing what i've done transferred to the page. Selfish it may be, but it feels right.

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