>A Promise of Things To Come

>School has started, which means my brain is working again, which means that blogs will be coming more often, which means that you should subscribe.

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That is all I have to say before I scurry off to the next step in my painfully hectic Tuesday.

Hamilton Barber

The subject of this page is an introverted writer/musician/lunatic from Chattanooga, TN who dabbles in lexical dexterity, unorthodox thoughts on prosperity, and being overwhelmingly undeserving of the privilege of waking up every day. He hopes that everybody who reads these words takes them to heart and leaps higher than he ever could. He reads, thinks, and speaks too much; he listens, works, and loves too little; and he says “I” entirely too often. The words on these pages are not his: they are the words that were given to him.