over-thunk, under-estimated

This is my shot at exposition - for myself, rather than anyone else. Not much standing in the way now... I've even stripped my blog of its vibrance and given it the gift of bareness. Colors call to soil, moss, and tree sap, slathered onto the empty canvas where my thoughts spill, coagulate, break.

Funny how one can search for months upon months for inspiration/motivation, and find it in an instant. So here I am.

I'm glad to be writing again. Hullo, planet.

| words for today |
+wispy hair
+filled with another's joy
+sometimes adventure hurts at first
+uncontrollable
+take this seriously

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