This is my book, my new book. Bought for me by my family and chosen for me by my son. I love it. In it I shall write. I shall write about many things, many varied things, but mostly I shall write about stuff. Recently I have noticed that I think A LOT! To the point that it has become cringingly apparent that I begin many sentences with "I've been thinking..." So I've thought hard about this: I am more of a thinker than a doer - something which is clearly illustrated by looking around my untidy house and empty fridge. But what if this thinking is actually my "thing," my bag, my ultimate talent? What if this thinking is something else; more than just random millings and meanderings from one subject to another? What if there is a reason or a structure or, dare I say, a purpose for these seemingly constant mental conversations? What if I am in fact writing in my head? Ha, now there's a thought! So, I'm going to write down my thoughts - in my new book of course. This beautiful new book bought for me by my family, chosen for me by my son.
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