look whos back...

i've decided its time to start writing again and do something cathartic and productive and whatever, so... here i am. the adventure continues.

i've had this verse of a song whirling around my head all day... "and if this were a book, i'd call this song the final chapter, if you read it you'd be laughing..." so, i kinda took it as a sign, or a note to self. clearly, this verse has significant meaning to me or it wouldn't be repeating. and i realized that its time to start a new book. i get to write my own life, my own story. and sometimes you just gotta know when to fold and throw in your cards and say, fuck, this story that i'm writing is never going to be a best-seller, and even though i've spent many a night cross-referencing and finding the right words and phrases and descriptive language, no one's gonna want to read this, and you just toss it in the fire. a manuscript no one knew existed. and start over.

so, once upon a time...