It is half past eleven at night on a rainy day in June. For some reason I have 'Good King Wenceslas' stuck in my head. Today was a day made up of going to the market and realising it had closed, and trying to recover from a fluey type cold thing which has been bothering me for almost one week now.
Something odd happened to me recently whereby I found myself commenting on things on the internet. It happened slowly at first, but has now become a semi-obsession of which the aim is to CHANGE MANKIND FOR THE BETTER or something slightly less grand. I don't want a medal, (although that would be kind of nice actually) but I would like to feel validation for the human being (or duck) that I am, and, rather than trying to cure cancer, or achieve world peace, I feel the best way to do that would be to start a blog.
And thus I started a blog.