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Right now I am outside, on the balcony outside my house. I rarely come here, but when i do, i know its great to have a house, with a balcony, over-looking a pond with coots floating around. With trees that fill the view before me, with the gentle breeze wafting through. Sounds; sounds of the city with its traffic and aeroplanes; sounds of the wind ; sounds of people going about their business throught the day.

It is strange. Very. I wouldn't want a blog to be standard and cliched; you know, the ones about dogs, cats, days off, what i'm doing, who i am, I, I , I. Of course my blog is very me-centric(thanks to my ego of course) but uptil now i'd like to think of it as unconventional and, as you knew i would say at the start of this long and drawn out sentence, antigoatish.

I'd like it to have poems and stories loose and haphazard...Reflections on life, hopefully general and devoid of too many 'I's. I talk way too much, and about myself, perhaps i could make up for that by gleaning and concentrating my stories, And removing the faff.

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:) funny how times change. Now i am on the sofa. listening to a violin piece from O Brother Where Art Thou. It is a day into the future. My mood is quite different. The violin is kinda sad. I guess i feel the same way. Oh well.