Ryan's Journal

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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