Breathe in, breathe out

Breathe in, breathe out. In. Out. In again. Out.

Things are snowballing. Great, just the perfect time.

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I should keep a private journal for my chronicle my uberpersonal life and to contain my privatest privatest thoughts. (That doesn't mean though that this blog isn't personal and revealing, as my constant readers would know) I'm not even sure if it should be the online sort of journal, as some people are too Google-savvy, which isn't a bad thing, too.

It's just that I'm running a little short of my ME time and space.