I read over my blog entries after the fact, which means after they have been uploaded, and I often realize that they are laden or strewn (I couldn't decide upon which word to use, so chose both) with errors.
So be it.
Life is too short to fix inconsequential errors.
But are they inconsequential? Is deeming them so just a way to deal with the fact that I just don't care enough anymore to revise myself. (while that might be OK on a blog that no one but my dear reader(s) reads, is that OK in the real world? We must always revise ourselves. Although perhaps I mean reinvent.)
Time flew by tonight. I have had a lot of family stay with me recently. Tonight, suddenly, it was silent night.
But not for long. Loch Sess arrives soon. I await the funk.
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