professor leatham talked about web presence, and journal guilt. An old friend named blog turned in its grave. I'm back, with lots of new thoughts, and a new busy schedule to weave blogging time into. but i want to write.
sorry Europe, you'll live on in a black and white memory, handwritten, and tucked away with the piles of journals that previously filled my guilt.
now for streams of conscience entitled, rain filled sunshine, God's characteristics, and the absolute infinity of primes.
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