gigondas

Riley helped.
He's three; he loves to help.
We're pretty tight.

It was an odd combination
of sadness and excitement
tonight.



The bald truth is:
I'm scared to live alone, no distractions for my thoughts.
There won't even be direct access to this binary ghostworld.

It could be a dangerous proposition.
It's healing, transformation, and the necessary
option.

What gives me hope and holds me together
is the love of friends and family.
Total cornball,

I know, but fuck it,
it's true.


I won't be around much for a bit. Wish me luck.