I’m back. I headed out to get a quart of milk and got diverted by crazy stuff like jobs, life, grief, and depression.
Thinking about turning 55 in a few months, it hit me today that if I’ve lost one thing from the time I first started writing a dumb blog about five years before I turned pro, it’s my sense of freedom to write about whatever I want.
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