Saturday, January 11, 2014

A place apart...

I wanted to be the urban hermit, but another guy (my age, it seems, but advanced in angst) thought of that one first - about twelve years first.  He spent the name for one adolescent rant.  Well, let him have it.  Here's hoping he's figured everything out since then and didn't need to post more.  All the best, Isaac.

Life is full swing, with kids and cross-cultural living, and it generates more words than I can contain.  This is to be a place to let them out, where they can be lost amidst the torrents of the internet, like my favorite place to be alone - in the midst of a crowd that is too busy to notice.    

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