when I reach 4200 I may know the answer
I could be the answer
Sorry for the inconveniences the 'omission' of this entry might have caused to any of you whether 'ghost' or 'material' readers. The happening of an awaited event made not possible for a pile of piled-up letters in the shape of words thus sentences thus propositions to appear in this thought-dyslexic blog. Yet repentance is not since the smile on my face due to the puerrrcance & mostly the huachimingance of the day embraces the absence of these lines of mine & makes me think of an existence not as unfitting as I sometimes believe it to be.