Been having a rough time lately, thought it might be good to chat about the ritual that “set me off” on this path the last 3 years. It’s terribly ramble-y. Still trying to find my livestream legs, as it were. I suppose I just needed to mark this “hallway” with a VENT. I’ll be good at this some day.
Thanks for haunting on with me, things are about to change pretty magnanimously. Lots of inventory in this abandoned gas station, tell you what.
❤❤❤
Hope you all are well. I’m experimenting with how to get “there” 😬
Keats
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