idle pleasures

idle pleasures
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I woke up and had something to say, but I didn't feel like posting it on Facebook, so I signed up for Ghost. My track record of keeping up with online writing is spotty if you subtract out Last Plane to Jakarta's remarkably long every-Sunday run, and the chances that I just say the thing I wanted to say somewhere & never come back are honestly pretty high, but who knows? It is an idle pleasure to start something. Kingdoms rise from meaner materials than the stray impulses of a Sunday morning in September.