i do. i do. full of music, rebellion and realization. from the cold frost of the midwest to the edge of the ganges. behenji has been ruminating big time. in the process i have also decided to arm myself with the write oops right tools:
pencils-for chewing on
scratched laptop (made to resemble old tattered notebook)
loud ticking alarm clock-to throw when experiencing writer's block
two noisy children-excuse for not being able to finish above mentioned novel.
