I’ve pretty much stopped writing at the moment.

Kinda like a light switch turned off — or on, perhaps. Like, oh, look. This isn’t really necessary.

Feels pretty good, I must say. Surprising.

I don’t expect this to last forever, but it might. I mean, I might die before I return to the Work. Anything is possible.

Plenty here to read in the meantime. 

Thanks,
T