I’ve been waking with the dawn. Today I awoke with a metaphor in my head, which feels like a remnant from a dream I just left. It’s a cliche, and I hate myself for writing it, but it also feels so good to wake up early in the morning and just write. I’m trying to take the bad with the good, and accept that some of what I type will be cliched, most of it will be self indulgent, and possibly none of it will be worth anyone’s time. I’m at a weird crossroads in my life, and it’s making me want to write terrible confessional poetry. I’ll try to counteract this with CSS3 tutorials and the like going forward, so you all don’t (rightfully) banish me to LiveJournal. In the meantime, these are my morning’s ramblings.
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Raised in Florida, a new New Yorker via Boston. When not making websites, I try to write and speak about making websites.
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