It’s 11:11 PM as I begin to write this. Only a few hours remain until the next blog post is supposed to go live – this blog post – and I got absolutely nothing. Some would call this a stream of consciousness post, some would say it’s just winging it, and some might claim it’s just a stream of steaming shit. All could be equally true, and as this mid-life crisis careens onward, with increasingly-lesser intensity as I learn to forget and forgive myself, I’m going to keep it short and bittersweet.
Focusing on friends and family, while working out the new fall season of this website, is proving more than ample diversion and purpose in these last few days of summer. Inspired and compelled with a fresh era and image, the chameleon is in forward motion again. No looking back – and that’s where and how I’m happiest.
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