I do not blog. I probably should. I say everything on Facebook, though. Too much, sometimes and other times not enough.
I am capable of epic bridge arson followed by weeks of internal debate.
The last two months have been weird and confusing and unproductive and a disappointment and a thrill and lazy and busy and static with the potential for change that has not manifested.
I am now falling asleep and must write later. Yet another excuse.