…The Middle Children of History, Man.
I’m in a bit of a slump, loves.
It happens every once and again, you know?
I find myself with lots to say and no desire to say it. A certain sort of impotence, and no little blue pill to kiss it and make it better.
So I think I’ll read a bit.
And watch a bit.
Listen a bit.
And drink a bit.
Laugh a bit.
Cry a bit.
Work a bit.
And get back to you soon.
Pencil me in for May.