when the muse strikes

Who is that you see in the mirror of your writings?  What reflection gazes back at you?  Is it something from your past or a hope of your future or even a glance at your now?

Looking back over bit and pieces of my written things, I can see the influence of time and place.  Nostalgia reigns, and they are kept as reminders.  Slowly they will come here to be shared.  Perhaps it is a vanity to think others may find these thoughts interesting.  It is certainly a self indulgence.



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