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here i am again sg. missed me? new username, new chronology.

alit a chesterfield, seems january marches on. impressions through windows facing the extrinsic world accord these deliberation of days. tonight so enamoured, not exactly by the blueprint. instead; the downward spiral & a tall bottle of organic cider. i love the neck. i get angry when someone drinks my neck.

nineteen days ago, i captured the first afternoon sunonsnow of the year:



nineteen days later. nineteen songs later. nineteen is perfect. & i begin (again).