February 2012
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I am alone again. With only my thoughts and the melody of a song heard by the same ears perhaps a hundred times before. But then again, I am writing this in a very public place while eating the same pasta I always do when at this particular restaurant. It is striking how a line of thought can occupy your being for a time, and at that particular moment there is only you and that single clear...
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A SCRIBBLERS RATIONALE
I am a writer because of impeccable sentiments and affairs my life is defined. The astonishing magnitude a single ambiguous word multiplying into an intoxicating cascade of sentences and paragraphs. I am a writer because I always come close to understanding the tumultuous dichotomy between good and evil, and then rendered useless by yet another one of those infuriating rhetorical questions. I am a...
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Much like the stereotypical writer, I delve into a roller coaster of emotions, traumatized by the most inauspicious details of my every day life. And my impotence in warding off my own demons have been at strongest of late, pronouncing me as dimwitted as ever. But then again it is feelings that make me more humane, and bring me closer to how I was when with him. I have lost track of how long I...
