Hmm....the first. I think back to 1982, a birthday party at Skateway where I'm surrounded by friends, party gifts, cupcakes, and that wonderful 80's music and cheesy lights flickering on the roller rink. This was where I was given my first diary/journal by my grandfather. Shortly thereafter I wrote my first entry.
Thanks Gabby for introducing me to this link.... I think it will be the start to some thoughts I haven't quite been able to share or decipher internally.
Enough for now... read on with enticement.
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The daily jazz of my mind, as pure & honest as possible; but know that words are themselves filters of the original thought/idea.
