I am neither intelligent, nor insightful. I may be educated, but my inability to retain information has left me somewhat stupid (perhaps silly would be kinder).
As it is, I have no idea what I'm talking about most of the time. What does matter is that I simply enjoy writing, creating something. I do this in order to stabilise the rampant imagination I have been blessed with. It would be wise at this point to note that everything here is purely for entertainment. And I would be lying if I said it wasn't just for myself.
I read and write for pleasure. Sometimes that pleasure is in learning something new but in most cases it's just a favourable way to tick tock time from the clock.
Do not expect academic essays, serious articles or reflections of any kind (although incoherent opinions may crop up now and again)... I'm trying to be as honest as possible. The last thing I want is for people to believe I'm something that I'm not. I have no idea what I am at any given moment (pick a letter from A to Z and there'll probably be a word for me) so there's no point in anybody else making assumptions.
If you're bored and feel like reading a short piece that is absurd or abnormal at best, then you are welcome. Oh yes, please don't fear or admonish my overwhelming abuse of ellipses... I have localised OCD that affects the pinky on my right and left hand...
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