My Facebook status last night: “Ashley is feeling… resonant? Kind of like feeling infinite, except with a sad sharpness like the whole of you is pointing to some great truth beyond your perception.” Not a bad feeling, per se, but it has devolved into melancholy and the beginnings of depression. Art is not helping, and there’s no real cause so there’s nothing to talk about either.
I know I try to post MWF, but I can’t do it today. Real post tomorrow.