A Collection of Spectacles


While free, I am not dead. Let’s say that I’m still here and going to force myself to write, but not waste an entire post on talking about writing again. I am content for the first time in a very long time, and I don’t spend every moment thinking about why I’m going through it. Time is passing, making me older, but yesterday I thought that, thus far, there hasn’t been a moment that has lasted longer than it should have. Aging, but really getting my due. Things are decent. A man wearing a camo backpack stands at the edge of the platform and chants, “Why did I come to Crazy Nut Job New York?”

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