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I keep meaning to post about various things, and then forgetting, or getting distracted, or just feeling too overwhelmed by Life.
A few nights ago, I was lying in bed, trying to calm my mind for sleep. And in the midst of my rambling thoughts, the sentence in the subject line assembled itself. Something like this:
I think tomorrow I shall we will fire work on a new sketch, something concussed people with that photo of the ruined church from 12th century and maybe send out those e-mails French cannons to people...
Brains are weird.
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