The subject-line tells me I am Mortmain. So Mortmain I shall be. I am also a foreigner in a strange and, at times, inexplicable, country. I am happy about this. I am also interested in broadening my horizons - in all directions. I am optimistic about this. I am proceeding apace with my plans! I am looking through my archives for a better profile picture. I am listening to Wagner as I write this. I am sitting on a black seat at a black desk typing on a while computer. I am reading too much into this. I am breathing deeply. I am aware that I often don't breathe enough when I write, and that the words come as erratically as my breaths - in gushing flows, followed by stillness and calm. I am checking my phone too often. I am still optimistic.
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