A year in review

Just where the hell I’ve been: I’ve been writing. I’m always writing. I write a little bit everyday. Often because I have to write it. Evaluation purposes and all that. Sometimes I come up with what I think is a witty aphorism or a short blurb. Sometimes I post it somewhere on the net. Most often, there’s something I come up with that I forget to write down somewhere. Lost in the synapses. Shorted out by the brain’s faulty wiring. Neurons’ output is infinite. But my capacity for writing most of it down approaches zero. Nil. Nada. Nihil. Not that anything I have ever had the fortune to think up has ever been truly profound. The point is that I write. Even a little bit of infinite is something infinite. So I’m always writing.

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