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Always On The Outside Looking In
For as long as I can remember, I was always on the outside, looking in, as if I’m an observer. Seeing life through a pane of glass, often wondering how things worked, and seeking to reveal the reasons why things are the way they are, and the way things have to be. Often I get the feeling as if I’m a stranger, or at best a friend that nobody sees.
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Unexpected Denouement
I was originally planning on updating my About Page, but thought wisely and published this in the form of an aside. It might be considered to some to be an unexpected denouement, or a sudden and unplanned change in what is often referred to as regular programming. This is me. This is what I do. I am a writer.Before my father passed away, he told me that by the time I was walking and talking, I was writing. It started when I was around age 6 as scribbles, riddles, and rhymes. Random, obscure, and often without punctuation words would be scribbled on little bits of paper. My parents would often…
