Off the grid.

I have come to terms with the fact that eventually I am going to have to mention it. Will it be with sweeping metaphors or outright denial? Perhaps no one will understand.

For now I am listening to the little voice, and reevaluating priorities.

My lovelies, you are free to assume whatever you choose, but I will not be ignoring you. The electricity just doesn't buzz the same and I can't always find the switch.

End of the year...this shit is always out of hand.

p.s. this is how I have always imagined it for someone else.