This isn’t going to be so much a post as like, a two second update. I have no memory of making that last post. Memory is kind of eluding me these days. Time is blurring for everyone, shit is shitty for everyone. So that last post could have been referencing literally anything and it’s valid all the same. I’m still here. I think about putting up a review or two here and there…I think about just doing one of these rambly little blurbs maybe with an update maybe just to spill out my head. When it happens, it’ll happen. I’m still a blogger. I’m still an educator. I’m still me. Battling the imposter syndrome measurements of what it means to be productive in a world where there is little humanity in production. Words are obsolete, all pithy venting aside. I’m still here. I say that a lot when I post, because I do so infrequently. There are things to celebrate. Little victories, well-written papers, new relationships, good food, a shot at Cali sobriety. But we’ll just end this here. For now.
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