When I was a schoolboy and was given my own room, I established the Republic of Rumia with myself as sole inhabitant and Supreme Dictator General For Life. Rumia was where my imagination was fertilised, where my toy animals became a reserve forest, where my cars had a highway built for them, and where I was king, rebel, police, pirate...anything I wanted to be. Rumia disappeared when we moved away to a smaller house. It is for me the natural name for my blog.
While substance is why someone would read something, elegance is why that someone would read it again.
Lovely aphorism, isn't it?
I thought it up myself (please visualise wide grin here), while commenting on somebody's essay. Bit of schoolboyish ego, innit?