I've been writing for a while now, and barely told you anything about myself. Ok then I'll pull the curtain back a little. I'm midway through my forties; career path is flatter than a pancake, which is no bad thing, since it's the life of letters I enjoy the most, either as a reader, or latterly, sticking articles on to this blog. Travelling another big joy, and it's true, always the journey, never the destination. I spend a lot of time idling through an open atlas.
Someone wrote that one of my friends was n't awesome, he was 100 kinds of awesome. Surely that's crying to be the name of a book or a film. As for me, I'm seven shades of tired; been years since I've felt so worn to the bone as I do now.
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