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Sometimes the world astounds me. Sometimes I astound myself. Today I was thrown two vivid examples.

The world astounds me by the way it thinks. I went to the Young Playwrite's Festival today. The subjects for the play were various and oft times puzzling. Main characters varied from a teenager whose mother was threatening to make wear an elf costume to the prom all the way through all the subjects imaginable to a fellow named Oz who was really a pink elephant that was very susceptible to poppage.

I astound myself with how spazmatic I can be at times. For example, just a few minutes ago I deleted every single message in my inbox.

Perhaps it is these astounding things that keep the world turning and all in all make our lives more interesting. I do believe I will cease my chatter on this subject before my thought process takes me very far away indeed from my original purpose.