On Plastic Horns & Identity Confusion

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Someone asked me, the other day, about my relationship with this blog. I’m paraphrasing, but the thrust of the question was about what purpose it serves for me. I started to explain that at this stage it’s not something I take seriously, and that my goal is mostly to have something to look back on (or to have for my son to look back on) at some future point in time. Then my explanation led into the fact that – even though it wasn’t that long ago – my objectives were drastically different at this site’s outset. If you’ve been following, you’ll know that this was initially a form of therapy; an outlet for humor as a coping mechanism, in the midst of a livelihood that categorically wasn’t doing it for me.

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