It's my blog and I have a right to do that.
Horizon line. 5 kilometres (almost not quite), 3 miles. Can I see the destination? No! How much further?
I dunno. A clue has been given, but I don't understand it. It's cryptic. I can't decode it.
I got on the highest hill in town. Or is it a mountain? And well, it ain't quite in town. Close, though.
I looked it up. It's a mountain. Still can't see where I'm supposed to end up. Not even with binoculars. But soon! Days, weeks or months. Not a year. Should be way less. But there ain't no roads, and the trek is treacheous. I gotta walk, dammit!
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No relevance. I said that in the title. But you read it anyway, and wonder what the fook I'm talkin' aboot. Well, it's an analogy, and I ain't gonna tell ya since it ain't none o' yer business. Note it says
'PERSONAL' Rant.
