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It's 12:35pm. Friday
afternoon. I am scheming to deactivate
my room phone from having to put up with all the INCES
SANT phone calls. If it weren't for
that dang phone, I'd st
ill be dreaming of a Dia de
Los Muertos celebration, smack in the midd
le of downtown Tustin. (
Yes, I have strange dreams... and yes, D.D.L.M was a m
onth or so ago.)
Now it's later on in the evening. I've left this post open most of the day, having used up time hanging out w/ Mom and housecleaning. That was fun procrastination.
Anyway, this my first valid attempt to starting (and hopefully keeping), up with a personal blog. My journals, handwritten or just composed on Word, have been sorely neglected the past nine months. The reason being that those months are best left unrecorded. For if a moment was truly significant, I will always have my "inspired" poetry to look back onto. I have a ton of those at that.
Well, here I go: Initiation is in effect. This is the beginning of hobby I have no strong suit in to begin with. And with whimsical thoughts in mind, I'll dive into this rabbit hole and see where I end up:
"If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary-wise; what it is wouldn't be, and what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?" -Alice in Wonderland
--Em.