After a year or so, you are still following my inactive page… make yourself some tea or pizza. You deserve it.
How should I explain this event my dear Maria Eugenia. Twenty five minutes ago my tumblr was further from my mind than the moon. I’m here, listening to a lecture by a person I greatly enjoy hearing from when out of the ordinary silence of the night my phone beeps its desire for more electric life. What is that I see? A strange lowercase t symbol with a +1 next to it. Recalling correctly I haven’t been on this “blog”, if you could even call it such a thing, in surely over a year or possibly even two. The rains of time have since weathered this collective from the recent tabs of my browser. And now I see my creation once more. I still have followers, though certainly less than before, however not entirely sure how many at my peak, and confidently assured this sentence has serious grammar issues, but having graduated with a literature degree I surprisingly care not. Commas breed commas, I was told once. There see another snuck its way in. silly rules aside, I wonder what might come of my world if I resurrect my once mediocre blog with no direction besides an obligatory reposting policy of anything Bill Murray. Maybe someone might post my favorite number or a spectacular presentation of fresh baked pizza. Anywho, I shall try again for you and for Bill though surely he could do better.
And please remember, should all fail… Don’t Painc