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This is what it could look like when one completely deconstructs a life as one knows it, and how to build from the ground up. Alternatively, this is a fresh look at an old story. The fine art of falling apart.

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I'm Gish. I guess this is what one can call the remnants of a pre-mid-life crisis. I listen to too much music and read too many books, and it all means nothing. Abrasive, I smoke too much, drink too much coffee and hardly sleep. Alive. Be sure to check out the new links to blogs, photos, music and other sorts of good stuff at the very bottom of the page.

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Goin' home, folks...Comin' home.

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Goin' home, folks...Comin' home.

in the street

11 days and counting before I'll be within the borders of Ontario to live for the first time in two years.

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  • Anonymous Anonymous says so:
    Sunday, January 17, 2010 2:08:00 AM  

    Sure will be a change for you, movin back this way. Hope u enjoy your new job! At least u will be closer to your family. I sure do miss mine...only see them every 6 months. or so...seeing i'm in the states now...been ere for 4 years now...my oldest daugher whom is 19 is havin a baby in july...so yep i'm gonna be a grandma...gotta really think of a more younger name for that...lol maybe NaNa will do...lol anyways best wishes to you and keep up with the blogging. Melissa M top