Yawn. I'm from the school where we were taught to put two spaces after a period when typing. I guess it isn't so anymore. Space saving now.
Listening to "Flashdance" by Deep Dish. It's the Guetta & Garraud Fuck Me I'm Famous Remix. (Really the only mix of the song worth listening to...hmm....maybe the Skylark Remix)
I feel like I'm up because of attachments. Just old patterns firing off in the head. So what have I done with all of this experience that I've amassed?
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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.
