Sunday, October 12, 2003
The wind today. Chilled, but has that excellent autumn feel to it. Misty and hovering in dark mildly headachy sky. Nothing like when I was out east though, none of the crispness, or coloured smell of leaves here. Still.
I'd only write when importance gripped, or otherwise I'd have to make what I write seem important by style.
Welcome to my new blog. I get the sense people like publishing text for the sake of publishing text -- seeing it produced on the stylish page with sharp template. It's like buying a cool shirt, or sports bra.
So I'll start wearing my text like any other cloth. And you do your best to flash your eyes sideways quickly.
In the winter
or Autumn,
I generate a hum
