My falsified abandonment has been internally overstated, and the use of the medium has become somewhat opaque. I have purported grand plans for the sake of dramatism, primarily as an excuse for the dearth of updates. Ideally (emphasis on the ideal), I would like to transition this formally expeditionary journal into an accumulation of quips and photos as I evolve my mediated thought into something more significant (I am coding a website on which I will share my short stories/poetry).

It is difficult for me to progress, despite my immediate revolution, into something worthy of definition. This is a notion somewhat contrary to my mental acumen, which tugs my consciousness ever forward, and I am aware that my ostentatious presentation may dissuade many from following me further. However, this station exists not for the feint, as this medium is a reflection of my unaltered thought.

Until you hear from me, I will be wading through indistinct possibilities. I mean this not to be purposefully nebulous, but to realign you with my internal vagaries.

be well.