Occasionally, life intervenes with the portion of my life I document here. Sometimes, my real life makes the life I write about here less interesting. Sometimes, it makes me less interested in writing. Sometimes, both.
Currently, there’s a lot going on in my life that is distracting me. As a result, I haven’t been writing as often, as much, as I usually do.
That’s not so interesting to me
What does interest me?
I’ve also found myself tolerating the abandonment I often court somewhat more readily than usual, even as I court that abandonment with more… abandon… than usual.
That is all.