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ITML and my writing history. Saturday, June 1, 2013. I just wanted to make a quick note that an exciting time has come in my life and it falls under three main points as you can see below.
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Random musings musical, artistic, and irrelevant. You were my friend when I was alone. You were my prayer when I had none. You were my hope in a world void of light. You were a song in the night. Tuesday, October 25, 2011. Like holly berries and Christmas coming. Like sun that sets the sky aflame. Like earth not quite covered by snow. Like runners on a shiny sled. Like sugar on a ginger cookie. Like dark, wet trees.
Friday, December 19, 2014. The Last Thing I Remember by Andrew Klavan. And a strange voice outside the door just ordered his death. Where is he know? Who is he really? And more to the point. how is he going to get out of this room alive? Definitely not the start of an average day.