After all those blogs I've written throughout my journey, I've realized a lot of them have content that is sometimes irrelevant or innapropriate. However, the nature of my writings was personal and not for publication and hence I did not ammend them grammatically or factually. This is the nth version of a space where I can write about the challenges I and many others face. I have made errors, I have accomplished a little bit and this is my archive. My error prone perspective on the world before I leave.
The photograph probably has some meta tags but more than that it can’t tell me where I’m in life. I think I’m running out of fuel. It’s sunny and it seems I can smell the flowers but I can’t. They’re not far but there’s a glass. It is around me or them?
Trying to make sense of the trivial incidents. Trivial, yet noteworthy & hence the blog. Confusion, fusion, stagnation made it shown & led to it, now I call it my own space
The time kept running out while the pictures needed a place to call home. The photographs have to be known at least in due time. The tags were too long, almost a log hence to accompany them, this blog.
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