A few months ago, I started a separate blog for some strange poetic sense I developed over the summer. I hold no delusion that the poetry is good; I only know it had to come out, and it chose the cryptic, versical method of expulsion. I think it may be done now.
I'm experiencing a fun change since living in the mountains, which I've been doing for a year and some months now:
I'm experiencing a fun change since living in the mountains, which I've been doing for a year and some months now:
