It's been a long time and everything is different.
We've paraded, we've boxed, we've left, we've stained the armpits of our shirts with summer sweat.
There's a peculiar force to solitude, it's where I'm mostly living.
I don't have the time or even the words to tell you all the ways my life has changed, but regardless I've missed this, and I'ma try to be back substantially and often.
I'm wearing a shirt as pants. A lil hard to walk in (range of motion only a bit more than a pencil skirt). I'm wearing a skirt as a jacket. I'm growing out my hair. The heat makes me feel like my body is melting, but the rest of me is solider than it's been in years. I have nothing grand to tell you today, but I'm sure I'll think of something.
All my love,