i’ve been gone for a minute. caught up somewhere else, not being able to split, enter this space.
technically, i shouldn’t know how to do this. but someone showed me the secret entrance.
i’d been gone for a minute, not trusting i could use that key. but i’ve been needing to write for too long. and of course, i’ve been triggered.
deep breath, here goes.
the last few months have been… interesting. ups and downs.
been biding my time. no worries, i’m still here.
this is a borrowed title, from a different place/space (featuring a local rapper). meets grimace, three times repeat. it’s all repetitive. all these words, re-cycled.
so much has been undocumented. i wonder why.
i went for a search today, found everything i’d been looking for, but also found reminders. of ephemereality. we’re gone too soon.
and on that note, i’ll be back. soon as i finish _____.