Begin brave, then regret was how I was characterized in a divination of sorts over 30 years ago, and dang me if it still don't hang true. Jump in, then skeerdy-freeze. Can there be degrees of catatonia? and darling, do I have the "in" new disease then? Do tell.
Well, as regards divination, that there Chinese dominant star thing, with the Unlucky in Love star formation appearing six times? (Perhaps just three.) Check. Done. Been there too. Great wealth in middle age? Pends on who's counting. Rather enormous in many respects; delicious ramshackle bohemian wonders. Check.
But decidedly cloistered. So disclosing this blogging is daunting and I may have jumped the gun. But lord have mercy one hopes it is but a canaryish call into the collective sea of dialogue swimming in a universe of shared sentiments and could be pictured as such, a byte of dust in a swirling universe of webs. Let it go, let it swim.
So what the shux, just keep on. Return to core -- that which I love and why.
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