Saturday, 7 June 2014

591MB left.

Here I am, at rendezvous. H.W. railway station, 7-9 pm, Saturdays.

Waiting for you. As I said.

I hope you are propense to "me", as I have a terminal case of "you".

I see the question asked about my strategy. I'll make it plain.

You've seen that my interactions in English (in A) are more to do with debate about secularism and politics in English.

I love the type of work I was doing in Spanish, and I had offers to expand in that platform (I know a few where you're in, and I admire your work).

I am simply more comfortable in that language now.

I did not remember there was a B until a contact from the other platform flagged it up and I got the email.

My strategy is to find an opportunity to talk (at least). I thought that was clear when I threw everyone out.

I do not base my self-esteem on what happens on the networks, but the meaningful people I meet, among whose you (yes, you in particular, my wild goat) are first and foremost.

It's not about getting a million followers, but about trying to find reason, and spread it.

Meanwhile, I wait for you, at this station. It's not a metaphor.

I'm a miser with the MB I have left.

You have seen the signatures Musa and Lilith. They are my (and your) friends. Particularly, Musa.

You can link in through her signature page, she'll confirm.

That is, assuming I do not see you today and I'm offline.

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