sometimes i feel like rambling on and on about whatevers that's on my mind.

sometimes it makes sense then it doesn't. a total hit-and-miss spanning multiple words, sentences and paragraphs.

sometimes seems personal, or it's not really if you think about it.

would you like to sit down and listen to this ol' grandma's stories?

it's totally a waste of time, but who am i to stop you. it's me who put these useless books here, and now it's up to you.