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If any of you whom I've befriended actually still remembers me, this post is for you.
I haven't been on DeviantArt in a very, very long time. I probably won't return to it, save for an occasional check-in. If any of you would like to find me, though, I am reasonably active on Instagram, under the handle try_the_wine. I hope maybe I can meet some of you there. I've missed you.

He surely must have contemplated the circumstances countless times. But like this? Never.

Well what do you know! Been an awful while since I've last wrote a journal, and I've gotten rather tired of having the same old entry staring me in the face.
Other than that, though, I fear I haven't much to talk about...
Ah well.

A friend of mine was digging about in his basement and found a copy of Edward Gorey's "Gashlycrumb Tinies," and proceeded to send me individual text messages for every single letter up to "N".
He is so charming.

In other news, I am obsessing rather madly over a beautiful graveyard I am not allowed to enter alone for my mother's fear of my getting lost, though as all wanderers know, it is always best to do one's wandering in solitude.
Actually, ironically enough, I was first introduced to that place by the very same friend as mentioned above. We were mere children then, and had no business in such surroundings, but we didn't care. He insisted on telling me stories involving the supposedly mad old fellow who kept the place, toting a double-barreled shotgun as he patrolled for loiterers in his red pickup truck. I thought he was full of shit, but enjoyed the way he spun his tales.
That is, of course, until we rounded a corner and saw him...

Ah, it's a shame we are still rather estranged...

It appears to be my birthday.
Got meself an aviator's cap.
Ate a bagel.
Listened to some Dr. Steel.
Read a bit of "The Idiot," practically fell in love with Myshkin.
Laying around on a beach.
It's all quite fantastic, you know.