a vestige of thought...

I started my (not so) annual room cleaning. Usually I just clear the floor and dust the bookshelves, but this year I'm making a clean sweep. I'm getting rid of all the junk that has cluttered my desk and my bookshelves and my bed and my closet and every nook and cranny of my room. In scouring my desk, I came across a stack of my writing from many years ago. A lot of it I don't even remember writing. So, for my amusement (and hopefully yours as well) several posts of my early writings shall follow.