When I read my last post I think, All right! We get it already! You bought a god-damn house. Can you leave it at that?

Is this blog just a poor knock-off of Annie Dillard's American Childhood? "I'm here, now I'm here. I'm older. I don't know about you but I'm aging over here!" Ok. So. Is it because I never had a child of my own? Instead I coddle my own ego. And obsess, in an overbearing fashion, on each achievement and failure. If I was my friend I would suggest taking up a hobby.

It's time I left the studio.

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