|Ninjas - saturday 2002-10-26 1349||last modified 2006-04-04 1603|
|Categories: Daily Grind|
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So I realized while I was growing up that I loved fantastic ninja stories, those bad boys clad in cool black pajamas and carrying swords and throwing stars (which I later learned were properly called katana blades and shuriken). I wanted to be a ninja. I learned how to walk quietly and wear the right kind of clothing so as not to swish or click while I moved.
I think that's probably why I enjoy silence now. It's kind of farfetched, to trace my habit of quietness to a childhood fantasy, but hey, there's at least one (weird) explanation for it.
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