the green mountains past glass

China in three days and I’m not barely prepared at all.

Drinking is a foul habit. Don’t get me wrong. I quite enjoy imbibing and inebriation, but it sucks on my soul, makes it hard to work, impossible to write, to think clearly.

But, even so, this weekend was massively fun. Hopefully getting back into things soonishly. Haven’t had time to create due to various trivial reasons, though to call them trivial is misleading.


My love to bury, my heart to carry.

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