said promises down.
And feel embarresed about them later.
I've written a lot about the various lulls in productivity, depression and all that.
The last year has been beyond rough. Someone died, and it hit me so much harder than I expected it to. By no means the first love to die, but...I dunno.
I feel like I really let her down. In a lot of ways. One of the big ones is that she always told me I had all this potential and I never lived up to it.
Probably time to start doing that.
So yeah...I'm back. Got a TON of shit to post. Let me know what you think. Be rough. Be discerning. Tell me I can do better.
We used to lay in bed and talk about death at a time when I was told by people with a lot of degrees that I was dying. It was supposed to be me. Not her.
Figure I better utilize this 2nd chance.