the story of noah is uncomplicated but confused. one summer night, a white crow perched on his shoulder’s dream and thus spake; write. scaring the living bejhesus out of him, noah rushed out to the university of life and studied hard. finding a particular liking to his professor in afflatus-101, noah began to percolate dreams and free-write poetry. with this, together with high-speed broadband and the numbness of marathon running, noah was saved.
everthing else, as they say, is his’story.