I keep writing and un-writing these letters, for months now. I'm not sure why, since this should be the easiest writing I do. (Did you even remember you subscribed to this? Surprise!) I started this as a nothing-thing, a way to write whatever I wanted to write, aimlessly, allowing myself the small hope that someone would read it and like it. (And, an even smaller hope, that a big Someone would read it and really love it and, as a reward, hand me a bunch of money and a huge house and the perfect life. I'm a realist!) Then it became a place to process the things I had been consuming recently, and then it just became nothing. But I'm back here now! And that counts for something, I hope.
Death by Consumption: Death of Pride
Death by Consumption: Death of Pride
Death by Consumption: Death of Pride
I keep writing and un-writing these letters, for months now. I'm not sure why, since this should be the easiest writing I do. (Did you even remember you subscribed to this? Surprise!) I started this as a nothing-thing, a way to write whatever I wanted to write, aimlessly, allowing myself the small hope that someone would read it and like it. (And, an even smaller hope, that a big Someone would read it and really love it and, as a reward, hand me a bunch of money and a huge house and the perfect life. I'm a realist!) Then it became a place to process the things I had been consuming recently, and then it just became nothing. But I'm back here now! And that counts for something, I hope.