I was going to write some drivel about the grasp I have on my ego. Then I realized that the entire sentence was a construct of said conquered ego. She's so tricky.
And for that matter, a blog is really the height of ego exertion to begin with. Who am I?
Indeed, Who am I?
Entire philosophies have thrived centuries based on the answer to that very question.
Perhaps the answer is: You have to find out for yourself.
January 28: Good old sharpie (Actually I bought a new purple sharpie before I started, they are so sweet with a new tapered smooth pointed tip.) on 9"x12" heavy paper.
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