I ascended into a new level of consciousness (thanks, V'Ger) and went off in a blaze of ligh— no.

(NOT LIKE THIS.)
Um. Anyway.
I'm 43. It's been an...interesting (he said neutrally) year.
I'm hoping 43 is a good age.
Progress. Progress. Progress... ...progress? Progress! Things here are slow, but maybe...maybe...better things are in progress. I'm thinking about…
I've been doing a poem. I'm going to talk about what's wrong with it. First, the poem: The Tiring by Christopher Walsh, 2/25/2021-3/6/2021…
I wrote the subject line that way specifically to be unhelpful. Heh. Anyway, it was a walking day. I'd cocooned at the house Thursday (sore and,…