I’m still here. A misfit. A quiet obedient misfit. i wish I could call myself a writer but stamina issues. Can’t do it for long enough, as with reading, work, and most everything. I can vape nonstop. That’s easy. But I won’t get paid for that unless I’m a star, and who wants stardom. I’ll read Kurt Vonnegut on vacation in Hawaii. You still don’t know who I am. Goodbye (for now).
Time to go be harassed by strangers at the gym.