The year of the dragon.
You know what?
I'm not a dragon.
I'm a cock, and this year's been a beast.
Self-perpetuated deadlines just didn't seem to happen.
Fulfilling my need to write took a back seat, as I find it does every once in a while. When the things I want to write begin to centralize around a few apocalyptic themes, I take that as a time to be more introspective and quiet the voice outside.
Take this montage of recent youtube videos I've played out over the past year or so as my gift to all of you -- an apology playlist, if you will.
Love you -- Mean it!
I've missed you all.
Time to get back on the horse.
M
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