I have not felt terribly up to divulging the meager contents of the file that is my day-to-day, recently. I am much more interested in the day-to-days of people who do not exist.

So vides these: Boys kissing and practically everything else.

Linda Eder sings in my head about winds of fortune carrying one onward and the slaying of dragons.

And so do I.

Siné.

<<agé chose>>

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