Journal

I couldn’t help noticing that Carol’s eyes were like the cross hairs on the sights of a sniper’s rifle, but I was by now absolutely immune to any amount of sulking, and my mind wandered, not for the first time, into a reverie of paranoid self-analysis. I was getting old, and all around me deceit, excess and spin seemed to be turning mockingly orthodox, while my own values and beliefs lay buried under an avalanche of 21st. century sleaze.

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One Response to “Journal”

  1. Thank you so much for the mention, John! It’s aaylws great to connect with other like-minded bloggers out there. I especially appreciate reading from the male perspective for a change! Good luck on your mission and stay in touch!

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