Leaving the hillside view.
I've been thinking about coming back to writing lately, not sure if that means I have new things to say or I've gotten bored with everything else that's been occupying me lately. Either way, I took my breather now I'm back! Well, kind of. You see, as a young lad coming into his own, I've experienced a fair share of human cruelty - hurtful words used, bullying, unfairness, gaslighting, manipulation... you know, I'm not even sure that's even accurate. BUT YOU SEE, THAT'S WHAT I'M SAYING! How could I even not rely on my own memories when I was there feeling those emotions, live jive? It's a bit awkward now, folks. But basically, I'm in a space where I can begin pouring back into writing but at a more infrequent rate as before. The last entry about my alma mater was really more for me to remember my writing was asked for by the vice principal as an alumni - maybe not the grandest news you've ever heard but it's really the nostalgia of it ...