So tomorrow I go.

To Orlando for almost a whole week. This will be my fifth time there and though I know I will enjoy it, I also know it will be hard work and when I get there I’ll probably have that homesick feeling of just wanting to be around the person I’d rather be around. Cie la vie.

I haven’t been able to write a piece in awhile, I also really haven’t tried, but I feel a drought of inspiration and a dangerous lethargy. Like giving up, but I’m not a quitter. Even when I’m scared that maybe I am. No. No, no I don’t give up easily and maybe that’s my problem. Maybe I don’t have a problem and I’m also grasping for whatever.

Maybe I’m just a snowflake in a fiery grip.

Anyway, I’m off to Orlando tomorrow and if my plane goes down and I become inclined to no longer contemplate existence, to not even know the nothingness that envelops me, or that vacancy has ceased to exist in the afterlife for me or whatever, then those who know how I feel for them will also know what I would say to them if given the chance.

May not have any internet access out there, how ancient yeah I know but that’s how it may be so I may not be able to update, but my twitter will still keep going to its all good.

Take care, and godspeed. Lol, no but seriously