so full of ego and stumbling around, yelling at the top of our lungs to catch the wind's attention at our greatness and superiority. Shaming and eyes downcast, cast to shadow and shame, lame, game...


  1. Everything's going well then? I love the energy in this. It creates excitement just to look at it. The words tumble across the page like the wind itself. Cool


  2. yes, thanks for asking :)
    Things are a jumbled busy mess at the moment, but it's going well and inching through to the light at the end of the tunnel.


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