C’est la vie

Hello Zonk. 
I have been away. Again. And I have no explanation for it except that I have had so little to say. I apologize. It seems to me that I had an ability that I lost. Or at least am slowly losing. This blog means the world to me. And I will never let it die. So bear with me while my brain deadness sucks all the joy out of this grey page. I am still very much here. And I am still very often happy. And I suspect that is where the reason lies for how hard I find it to write these days. 

And now I must go back to writing a paper I cannot bear to bring even myself to read. Indeed. The Universe forces us to do what we love in ways that we loathe. Cruel trick is it not. But what can I say. C'est la vie. 

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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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