This is just a small attempt to bring the itch back. The one that drags me in to articulate weird things, unformed thoughts, and fleeting emotions. This is a deliberate attempt at getting back to writing. And writing cryptic things. Writing random gibberish that occasionally bathes in some tiny stream of profundity. So there. It has started again. There is that insane amount of hope of continuing this for longer than usual. Hope is good. I think. Maybe. Yes, hope is good. Let's hope the itch makes a comeback.
