It’s been, what, like, two months?
I have thought of you, Reader, often, and this space where we wrestle and lament and giggle.
I have contemplated my failure to produce, and then chided myself for reducing my words and work to an act of production and consumption.
I have also, admittedly, languidly luxuriated in irresponsibili…
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