Resurrection

Looking back, reading my oldest of posts, it suddenly struck me, that everything is no longer what it used to be, and in a span of a year there is nothing but difference. No constants, nothing. Just change staring straight back at me.

I have decided that a 6 month hiatus is one too long (based on very inaccurate mental computation). Penning my thoughts (that mostly of hatred) was a sacred routine in dispelling my negativity. That which I thought to be extremely therapeutic as opposed to the act of drowning my sorrows.
In cessation of a considerable burden (that which it most certainly was at the time or at any given I'm sure), I wonder where else I am to draw inspiration from to keep this thriving. Oh bother.

I once lamented the nature of the very existence of this space where self-absorption once reigned and now I cannot proclaim any difference for narcissism is indeed a muse as much as i hate to admit it. As such I forewarn that this space is for the sole purpose of frivolity and nothing thought invoking or inspiring. I now declare this blog officially reopened! Courtesy of sho-la-migo.