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December 1, 2002
Here I go again, embarking on yet another journey. Like a merry-go-round twirling to the chiming music, it starts again just where it stopped; and off we go again in the same direction as before, again with no real destination, just round and round and round until we stop once more. It's sort of nice that there isn't really anywhere specific I have to go, as long as I just get there. Like the Wind in the Willows song, we're merrily merrily merrily merrily merrily on our way to nowhere in particular… Except I don't really think I'm a toad.