Sometimes I wonder if this place is fated to be the blog that never dies because every time I think it is on it is final gasp it is revived.
Never as it once was but always more than a shell.
This is where it began and maybe if it ends it is what will kill the rest.
Or maybe not.
Maybe this part of the long slumber and in time a new dawn will break and things will move forward again.
I kind of like that thought.
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Someone once told me that the heart wants what the heart wants. I don’t know if that is a line from a book or a movie, it could be. Then aga...
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The GermoPhobe with a capital 'P' in phobe is a man who works on the same floor of my office building. I have seen him around the bu...
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(For Fragments of Fiction) "Wendy let me in I wanna be your friend I want to guard your dreams and visions Just wrap your legs rou...
