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There is an open window and as you go from post to post on this blog, it is the same as the breeze from the window flipping the pages over in my mind.  You actually get to see my thoughts as they were in my head when I wrote them down

It is both electronic and magical, part mystery and part silly. A discovery of mental wanderings, that lives without editor or direction.  It is a place where not everyone has to agree, and the only conclusions drawn often go outside the lines.

Nothing I ponder is of any consequence, and eventually someone will close the window.  Until that time, let the breeze in and feel free to wander as aimlessly as this has been written. You have been given a Hall Pass with no expiration date.  Hopefully you’ve put your name at the top.