And thus, I begin yet another attempt at blogging.
Triggered by yet another bout of inspiration, I'm starting to grasp at poetic blog names etc.
Apparently, a clutter free room is a reflection on one's life. If this is true, my life is clearly an organised mess but yes, I am accumulating clutter. Everything from strips of premade and prepackaged paper for making paper stars to puzzle pages from past copies of The Age and Herald Sun which I have yet to get around to completing.
Which leads me to a small, inconsequential dilemma in the face of my oh-so-important life choices, sudokus or crosswords?
It's not as simple as words or numbers.
I shall sleep on it.
And inevitably, never reach a conclusion.
Which really seems to be a recurrent conclusion to everything in my life.
Triggered by yet another bout of inspiration, I'm starting to grasp at poetic blog names etc.
Apparently, a clutter free room is a reflection on one's life. If this is true, my life is clearly an organised mess but yes, I am accumulating clutter. Everything from strips of premade and prepackaged paper for making paper stars to puzzle pages from past copies of The Age and Herald Sun which I have yet to get around to completing.
Which leads me to a small, inconsequential dilemma in the face of my oh-so-important life choices, sudokus or crosswords?
It's not as simple as words or numbers.
I shall sleep on it.
And inevitably, never reach a conclusion.
Which really seems to be a recurrent conclusion to everything in my life.
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