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Im Which a moment of frustration gives rise to a new blog post!! Remarks on New Tradition, and why that alone won't do

Good morning, my good friend, reader of this present post! How are you, today? As for me, I am okay, one step at a time. Yesterday actually went quite well, even. So, at the end of the day, I don't have much to lament about! This is always a great and immense blessing! There are always some issue that weights heavy in my life, but that is a given. I do have somethings to say on the matter, more on that bellow, but no hurry! First tell me how is the weather? Here, it is very much spring weather, no more purely wintery, while also summer is announcing itself, much to my distaste. The months of winter are so pleasant, temperature wise! Almost makes living in the tropics acceptable, concerning termic sensation. The saving grace of Summer is Christmas, and the old summer holidays from school! As I am in college, I still get those! When I should work, it will likely not proceed the same, but the beautiful memories and the jolly decoration should probably keep my spirits high, anyway. Of ...

The Adventures of Mr. D'Onofrio and his suitcase with 700 socks! Prologue

Prologue:

Zachary D’onofrio, or to be more formal, Mr. D’onofrio, was quite a figure, always caught the attention of people with his fancy outfit. Coming from faraway lands, walking diligently through the road, he wore a bluish tophat with pride, as it was one of his very prized possessions; the other ones were in his yellow suitcase that he always had with him: those were his precious socks, his dear friends, his collector items. He’d travel unspeakable distances just to add more socks to his impressive collection, the rarer, the better, he accepted only the most exotic ones. He was always distant from home, he didn’t care how long he’d have to travel, everything for his passion: collecting socks, paying tribute to that part of our clothes that we so shamefully neglect, and by doing so paying a tribute to his idol.

He was frequently by himself, it were lonely journeys, the ones of Mr. D’onofrio, but the truth was he actually preferred that, always lost in his sock world. He was never tired, or at least never complained about it, he was a resilient fellow, Mr. D’onofrio, in spite of the fact of being as thin as a stick. He needed to be resilient and to resist, so he could pay a tribute to his idol, and collect socks.

This is our friend in common: Zach D’onofrio. Fascinating human being, calm, determined, patient and thoughtful. Going to catch his new socks in a distant world, this is his story, his adventure. And so it begins, and so it goes.


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