You may ask yourself, what is that beautiful house? You may ask yourself, where does that highway go to? You may ask yourself, am I right? Am I wrong? And you may say to yourself, my God what have I done?
– Talking Heads, Days Go By
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POSTED Sunday January 9th
About Me
This is what happens when you suddenly have a lot of time on your hands, and a million thoughts in your head. I have no ulterior motive other than to drag you into my brain, in hopes to find clarity on the other side. I dedicate this blog to those with cautious consciousness, a creative jugular, and a lactose intolerant stomach. "Psst...Don't drink the milk," Buckwheat said, "...ish spoiled."P.S.
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