May cause drowsiness: day 10

There is a new thing. A new kid on the block, hanging tough in his imprac­tical baggy pants. A new broom sweep­ing the scum off the streets (and into a drain, like any respons­ible cit­izen should do). A new dawn on the hori­zon. A new dawn, a new day, a new life for me, and I’m feel­ing good. Or some­thing. It is called ‘OTHER’. Or ‘other’, if you prefer being more apo­lo­getic and lower­case. Which I don’t. So. ‘OTHER’ it is, then.

‘other’ — sorry, I mean ‘OTHER’ — is the brainchild, the cereb­ral cor­tex spawn, the hypo­thal­amus hypo­love­baby of Socrates Adams-Florou, who says that the site is “a place for people who are inter­ested in express­ing them­selves and absorbing/commenting on the expres­sions of other people to com­mu­nic­ate in a free way”. I will be freely com­mu­nic­at­ing there as often as I can, as will many other fine people whose names I can­not list here for fear that I might for­get one of them and be unable to cope with their hurt and dis­ap­point­ment. You should read it.