Paradoxes

The curse of a writer is that you are never really alive unless you're talking about things that no one cares about (partly because those things are not in finished form). Our only hope is to write those things down and hope that there is some transformation between the written symbols and your voice, and that some day in the future the misconstrued wonderings of some distant relative will give our ramblings some wise meaning.

Get writing.

Cheers!