i keep meaning to write things but then i get mind-shutting-downily tired and would rather not try to concoct paragraphs that have to be connected, if tenuously, to try to make some point so that when i read it again, maybe never, that i will understand what i was trying to say.
speaking of, i understand so little of what is going on lately. also, i just typed "undstand," and would have left it had i not seen the red squiggle of doom; to bed anon.
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p.s. someone in new york is blowing me up lately, which is cool, i don't care if you want to read everything i've ever expelled via keys. but, um, feel free to drop a line as well, or not.