i decided to start fresh.
i dropped the prior 3 years worth of archives, because the past is an illusion, like the future is a dream.
i abandoned much of the personal clamor for recognition: the photo album, the resume. though i still long for the strokes (oh, perennial child), i desire privacy even more (oh, cruel world).
as for what the content will be, i’ll make it up as i go along. such is life.