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A.— The Daybook?

If you are reading this post, this would mean that you are not blind, and that you can see the two strange posts on this blog, some of which do not seem to be written by me. Obviously, I did not write them. Then if I did not write them, then obviously, someone else did. But then again, I wrote some of them.

A few possible questions running through your head at the moment:

• Who is this ’someone’?
• What is the Daybook?
• What is the reason for creating the Daybook?
• What colour shirt am I wearing now?

For a better answer to questions 2 and 3, please ask JS Foer. The Daybook is the Daybook. One of the best parts about it is that I will leave it to your imagination as to what it is. And as for the reason, I like to think it will only be apparent later on. Or that it is a reason on its own; the journey is the reason, the typing is reason, the clicking is reason, [insert here] is reason. It’s up to you, but there is this line in Maya by Jostein Gaarder which I like very much, which although I like very much I can’t be sure I remember it perfectly, ‘The applause for the Big Bang was only heard 15 billion years after it happened.’

That is a very nice aphorism to chew on.

My shirt is green and this will be the only post in the Daybook which is written by me. I hope the craziness, randomness, unfathomable-ness and other nesses of the Daybook will speak to you. Or at the very least— amuse.

Have an inspirational 5 seconds (or more) reading this convergence of weirdness and oddity.

Merci.