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And so I've spent a whole day in pointless travel and pointless reading. And very little time online. That is no doubt a good thing — cyberspace kills creativity, I know this from experience. 

In any case. What began as a neutral day ends in a pale blue gloom. Not Gloom as I know it when I whine here, but a sad sense of waiting that unsettles me. I must go now and continue to read. Goodnight Zonk.  

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Author: Kirtana K

I paint and make music and blog like a maniac. These days I try to run. But I have chicken legs and lungs the size of two-rupee balloons. I fail. I like pajamas and striped socks and books that read like song and songs that sound like poetry and strangers who read this page. And Maggi when I'm sick or cold or sad or celebrating. They'll find noodles in my veins if ever they cut me open. And potatoes. And maybe a tiny bit of whiskey. I'll be an Unidentified Living Object and they'll put my insides on display. It will be crazy. It will be awesome. It will.

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