So my point of view is this: I don't have a point of view.
What I mean by that is I plan to observe what happens when the six of us - Emma, Max, Valerie, Collin, Sudja, and I - all move into the same house, and be as objective as I can. With as much discipline and energy as I can muster, I'll write about things exactly as they happen WITHOUT commentary.
So, I guess the tile of my blog is ironic. Damn, I'm already spinning.
I'm not a writer. I'm not an artist. I'm not a philosopher, a psychic, or believer in much of anything. I am killing time before law school, and all I want to do is observe from afar.
And, I'm told, there will be parties and lots of beer.
