I have a very bad habit of starting to write posts and then either drifting into a rambling ramble where I make up new words like “intrinsicity” or deciding it’s not important anyway. I figure I might as well put them to some use, eh? Therefore, behold! A post comprised of other partial (or possibly snippets from) posts.
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Apparently I have a thing for lists. I reckon I always have. I have these random stashes of post-it notes with old lists on them, that for whatever reason I feel the need to save. There are probably literally over 100 just sitting on my desk crammed into this little box. I opened it earlier and found a dollar sandwiched between a post-it with directions to a yarn store and one with 5 random words (daft, conglomerate, plethora, brilliant, & implication, in case you were wondering) , so the monetary finding was quite a nice surprise.
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How to Entertain Yourself on a Train: The progression of a trainride from the west coast of Scotland to Glasgow.
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I want to go home.
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I’ve always had quite an enjoyment for collecting quotes. I think it’s quite interesting how a snippet of words can so perfectly say something that could just as easily take up pages filled with not as adequate words. Quotes are like, an art. I like art. I like quotes.
Recently, I’ve been jotting them down on post-its. Which I then tend to lose, or stash in a book, or stick on a wall, or whatever. And then I forget about them, until some random moment I by chance re-encounter one, and it no doubt makes me smile. That is why I love quotes. Even if maybe it is not entirely pertenant by the time I re-find it, it still somehow seems to encompass a world of meaning that, at least, was once perfectly said. I don’t even know if that makes sense… or why I am still rambling about this.
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Alas, I do not, and so grows my skill for leaning toward instricitiy. Which is probably not even a word, but it sounds kind of awesome.
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Okay, that wasn’t as exciting as I thought it’d be.