To anyone still interested in writing with me:
I'm not dead.
My muse is alive. Well, it's shambling at least.
My problem is this fershuggineh (think Phil from Hercules) life I lead where I'm working a bunch, get home and just feel wiped tf out and turn my brain off with logistics games and final fantasy. And then I realize I forgot about Tumblr.
Being an adult kinda sucks if I'm bein' honest.

















