Today’s post was especially short. My apologies. In order to compensate, some updates.
I ddo have another project in the barrel, but I wish to carry out some more extensive edits before I begin posting it, as it is a far more delicate piece than my typical work.
Life has had much involvement this past week, so I have done very little writing.
I’ve been revisiting some old influences lately, reminding myself how I became myself. A person is frequently little more than a composite shaped by experiences.
Perhaps I seek to reaffirm what has become blurry.
Perhaps I dance on a stage alone, ad-libbing my lines.
Hoping for a return to routine,
Pom.
Seeds of Fear 