Hello Deviants!
As you can see I've been providing a steady stream of pieces throughout the past months. Work has been insane lately though so I've only written one piece in the past 2 months. So instead of writing I'm taking a break and adding preview pictures to all my older stuff without pictures to add some imagery.

Other than work there's not a whole lot to write about emotionally. I sit here 8 days away from a year of being separated, and looking back at some pictures I kept from that period I don't recognize anyone in them. The basis of my writings now is just the lingering bitter taste of mistakes and regret, not so much a face. I suppose this is a good thing. As I hinted at in "Forget to Remember", the dull ache of those times are still a nagging reminder of who I used to be and the decisions I used to make. It's sort of like a scar only I can see.

At any rate, work has devoured all my time, and for a poet, that means a dry riverbed for inspiration. I'm sure if I met someone this page would be flooded with fluffy love poems, but I think it's obvious that hasn't happened yet. I may have to deviate (no pun intended) from the norm soon, because poetry is my reminder that I'm not a mindless work bot. This page is my ongoing testament to the triumphs, downfalls, and resilience of the soul and so long as I can keep stocking this little corner of the internet with my words, I can keep claim to my humanity.