The fear of the lone

One day, it will be the last blog post ever.

It'll prolly be as mundane as this one.

... Wax your own poetic, loser.

Stressthereapy

I go to work and I pay them to listen to me.

I listen to them to let them help me, but I have to pay them?

Why is that fair? You have a job; I'm a writer. My hEaDsPacE is all about me. Food is fawesome, though, because you can always, always choose to listen to your heartlife's yearning for the health; the nourishment from the gift that Gaia provides: fresh sustenance for the local omnivore. =)

I am passionate and I am taking a break from playing the very best the internet has to offer in terms of good, honest, solid time-horizon sharing of co-operative gameplay (such as Overwatch, as usual, and laughing at all the trolls* items in games like Path of Exile and V Rising).

Si j'avais un camarade d'écriture, peut-être pourrais-je améliorer ma situation d'écrivain dépourvu.

I miss my friends... :(