Been scratching out words in a notebook throughout the day. I have no idea if these have any cohesion, other than all originating from my cerebral cesspool. I’m just going to type them all out, with no context, as I cannot seem to conjure another way to begin this evening. So, here goes-
Author: bruceduluoze
Monday Evening Thoughts: 1.13.25
Thoughts. That’s the theme here, right? Though, I suppose I shouldn’t be asking you that. This is my creation. My monster. One spawned so far back in time, yet only a few hundred yards from where I was standing earlier today. But we can get to memory lane later on, with all its tricks and…
The Veracious Facade 