Alright, so I'm not posting nealy as much as I originally intended, or wanted to. I'll get better, I promise, once I figure out what the heck I'm doing here in the first place. Anyway, while I'm pondering this great mystery, I'll leave you with a poem from your favorite poet and mine, e e cummings.

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