Ok, well, on the flight to Miami, I took a notebook and made little jottings all the way. So, I have a few annoencements to make: this is loooking like my last trip to America, or at least Miami to see my grandmother; and I am going to start spreading the word about my blog. Why, you ask? Answer one: this tme around the flight was uncomfortable, immigration was hell and this place has no appeal to me anymore. Answer two: I was worried about people being subjects in my blog and being offended ang not liking me anymore, but I have decided to use pseudonyms and not care: Problem solved.



But I have been thinking quite a bit--I know its unhealthy, I know-- and it rally bothered me that this blog is really far from that grand thing that I dreamed it to be, full of really probing, intriguing writing. I'm serious; this is the tippest of the iceberg compared to what is going on in my mind. And so, I mulled. And scratched my head. And really, really tried hard to figure it out. And it came: I think when I have conversation. Conversation is the key; it draws out, it causes one to think first before speaking, it is the fertile bed from which seeds grow strong and tall. And this blog is a soliloquoy. STEUPS!!!!!!!

The result of all this thought: a name change and a goal change. I really like the way that this blog evolves.