Well here it is. After months of procrastination and empty promises, I finally sat down to start what at times will undoubtedly resemble ramblings from someone trying to figure it out as he goes. Reader beware: thoughts pertaining to a youth of blissfulness in suburban New Hampshire with excerpts from a four year journey in Upstate New York, a short stop in Boston, and a new start in the smallest state in the Union.
With ties deeper then the wells themselves, the tone posesses an inability to shake an influence of a youth full of dancing through sprinklers while water spews on the stone-wall filled green lawns of the Granite state.
More to come.
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