And things have gone up, down, back, forth, all over the place. Life, or what is resembled of a life known as 'Tim' right now, is precariously perched on the knife's edge right now. I am hoping my straying has not let all perish, has not let all that was sought for....
become forgotten.
I will be updating tomorrow, as I think an 30-plus day binger and purger of not doing a lot of things needs to end. Shit is going to be brutal after tomorrow night's blog. That much, I can already feel.
Oh, well. Until then....
