The exhibitionist in me seems to require an audience, and yet the other blog I began a few months ago I have recently discarded because far too many people I know knew it. And to be known by those who know me is so much more distasteful to me than to be known by those who know not what I am. It's much more exciting to be observed by strangers. Don't you think?
And so I begin. I'm not sure what the content of this blog will be. Perhaps, in the modernist fashion, it will be merely a stream of consciousness. And you, my post-modern reader, are free to critique it.
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