While contemplating what to do with my life, I saw several options. First, I could turn that darn cellphone off, that's been beeping at regular intervalls in my pocket for a while because it's low on battery. I choose to ignore that option and let it beep. It comes with a soft buzzing, you know, vibrating a little. Second... Ah, I'm ignoring that one, too. Actually, I ignore all the good and just mental impulses that promise a better future, a better present, past, and a better me, for that matter. I mean, the past is long gone, right? The present, shortly gone, but gone nonetheless. Present became past even before you finished reading this sentence. And the future? Never going to happen. But I digress.
Instead of going through all this mental garbage in my head, alone, and - here comes the point - again and again, I decided to just throw it out at whichever monkeys might be interested in it. That's where you come into play. FYI: If you don't prefer to be called monkeys from time to time, this blog is not for you (or is it even more so?).
So, what can you expect from this other than being mistreated? I don't know. Really, I don't. Expect nothing (else) therefore.
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