you might want to turn your volume down.

By Way of (re)introduction.

After a significant absence, I have returned.

Now, that’s rather dramatic, isn’t it?  Let’s try something else.  Hi.  Remember me?  I was once a great visitor to these vast, blank spaces, and it led to so many things both great and small.  But then I got the job of a lifetime!  The job I always wanted!  The job I had worked myself half to death (for free!) to get!  And then, I disappeared: vapors.

However.

I learned, and perhaps too late, that even when you get the job you’ve always wanted, and you are damn good at it, and well liked! and honest and just, when being honest and just are the most difficult things to do, there still exist great conspirators to crush out the true words you know in both your heart and head, which come out of the ink of your pen and the vocal cords in your throat, and those conspirators would rather see your fingers broken and your throat torn out than to meet any expectations you ever had, past the point of lunacy, leaving you empty-handed, fingers unbroken but heart drained of any hope or confidence in justice, that justice you believed so strongly in, to the point you find yourself standing on today.

Did you miss me?

What I’m getting at is: I am in need of the vast, blank spaces once more.

I like this service.  Here is the writer that introduced me to same.