small? blue?

not quite

my dearest all,
you may have noticed that i haven't been writing much as of late. [to be more accurate, i haven't been posting any of the rubbish that i've written.] 


it would appear that as of late i have only been successful in penning ambiguous tripe, vomiting the fragments of dreams that i can remember and pretending that they are clever. [but maybe i am too hard on myself- maybe they are clever.]


but enough moping.


i think it is high time to re-embark on a journey to find a more perfect synthesis of letter and line. 


i'll try to keep you well supplied with pictures of old people and zoo animals in the interim.