There will be spelling mistakes in this

There will be missed punctuation, there will be hyperbole, there will be misstated intents and broad brushes and non sequiturs

But there will be a post, and a snippet of mind saved from when empty glasses hosted my reality this evening

We’re all memories of better people, after all, aren’t we? If we remember them or not

In ebb and flow, where fleet meets fickle and their feet get sticky

There won’t be regrets, there won’t be a reckoning against

There will just be



Welcome to the double digits club mother fucker!
2021-07-18 01:18:39