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Will she or won't she?

Just realized there is an "email" button that pops up when I post to these blogs. So not only am I strongly encouraged to share my posts on friends' feeds, but I get a suggestion to go one step further* and email you as well.

(Hope you like spam.)

If you're in Hawaii, aloha. (If you're not, aloha.)

I love layers of meaning like onions love nothing because they're inanimate.
So basically nothing.

I don't know why I'm posting my thoughts rather than keeping them bottled inside. Maybe I'm finally realizing that bottling these words up just clogs up my head which just spews out ideas. I should purge my head of concepts even though the vast majority will be a waste of time and cyberspace.

(Though that seems to be growing in the same way the universe is.)

But the problem tonight is that I'm getting tired.

*I say "further" because this is a metaphorical distance, though I suppose you could also use "farther" since I did count my steps. In other words, I might need to institute a superscript numbering system so I can separate my tangents from the "main quest" of my posts. Would that be too confusing? The format would encourage a second reading, which I guess is almost as good as a share.

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