A very strange night.  Though these days (or nights), they all seem to be somewhat strange.  Lots of existential dread, loneliness, and confusion.  That’s always there too, but it seems more pronounced, acute lately.  The only thing that seems to help any of this is putting words on pages.  So I’m going to do a bit more of that.

N.P.: “Du riechst so gut” – Rammstein

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