Dear Waiting on the Telephone, on the Email, on the Letter, on the DM,
My new question, hmm, no, my oldest question is: What do you mean by that? Please don't give me your tired lines about it just is & it has no meaning, because I am here, I am right here, every day, every hour, contemplating the feeling vs. the look in the kingdom of the mind.
If you haven't heard from me, it's because I don't have anything nice to say. The result of this hellscape is retreat & grieving. If I get done with that (and I don't expect to finish up anytime soon), I'll get right back to you.
