Bulletin

I know I haven't posted for a while, but you faithful readers know that happens sometimes. I've been doing a whole lot of introspection.

Oh, and working.

I've been trying to find my own happiness, and reconcile the conflict I sometimes have with the happiness of others. I still haven't entirely found the solution, but I'm certain I'm onto something.

Perhaps the answer was discovered by Nike years ago. Perhaps it lies in the will to "just do it."

Or perhaps it's near the bottom of an ice cold pint.

Don't misunderstand me, minions, I'm not depressed. Not by a long shot. I'm merely basking in consideration.

Laying on the shore of my mind, allowing the waves of thought to gently creep farther and farther up my legs.

Hoping they don't suddenly turn cold as they reach my nuts.

I find myself waxing Socratic.

Wondering.

Questioning.

Analyzing.

You may find some exceedingly short stories here in coming days. Something has tapped my creative side recently, and I haven't been watching enough news to find myself shrouded in anger.

Don't fret. There's still plenty out there that pokes my ire like a nymphomaniac set loose in a brothel on freebie Sunday.

But you may find a fair bit of fiction.

Just a warning.

A bulletin, if you will.

Stay tuned, my loves.