Monday Evening Post: 4.3.23

I think of reinvention as a dirty word. Probably shouldn’t, but I do all the same. Like the great many things I reduce down to calling bad habits.

Sunday Evening Post: 1.8.23

It is a reflective time of year, I suppose. Been dwelling upon the past, which, of course, can only go on so long before bleeding in with toxicity. I manage to manage it well enough.

Wednesday Evening Post: 10.12.22

Apologies. This damn lack of discipline aligned with the algorithmic antagonist all around. Gives information one might be better off without, and the thoughts associated with the seen, never unseen. Well, we shouldn’t say never.