I have noticed lately that while I am out and about, usually on the walk to or from the subway or lunch I have been thinking about my blog. I write and rewrite what I want to say, I think about what is going, what I have been doing. This tends to feel a lot like an internal monologue and I can’t help but feeling like I am in a movie. A movie of my life… what would that be like?
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