I am lying down on my bed. The cells in my AC remote don't work. I have with me a wine glass filled with cold, sparkling Limca. I spoke to my friend, S. We were talking after ages. And after talking a little bit about Katy Perry and Badshah, we got to discussing my blog and why I wasn't writing it. I had my reasons. They were amorphous shadows when I explained them. But they were also muscled goons in my head. And I do think that whatever they are, its time to coexist...either with harmony or uneasy peace.
So, it's back to the blog.
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