The best I can do for now. I wish I had more to write, more to post, more of a blog to blog, but this picture highlights the reason that I don't have time or make time for more reading or writing or more of any of the things that I actually feel make me me. This is who I'm becoming, the very thing that I've never wanted to be: a person, a man, with my job (career?) as my main descriptor. This was not my intention. It will do for now. It will have to. But this was not the plan.
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