Howdy haunts,
Mary and I needed the weekend. We had it out with torrid bouts of disgruntled futurecasting and needed to be ourselves amidst the concrete abyss of Seattle.
Still getting over my sickness, adjusting to new meds – storied funk and gunk of life on the mend.
I am hard at work on the videosigil companion to our (WtH) major audiosigil release and am sitting on beautiful podcast releases – they eat at me. I just needed to engulf outside the inner dirge of me this weekend.
More soon, I promise, as I need to document these rough and tumbles to keep me humble. Appreciate all of you for sticking by my inconsistent goofjuice.
Great things are a’brewin and yall be the first to know. Thank you.
Haunt on,
Keats