Daniel shares an update which includes good news for Alexandra. Thank you as always my friend.
“The writer’s silent mind is a period of intermission before orchestrating a symphony of words.” ― The Little Book of Muses
It seems at times that I’ve kept you waiting far too long. The seasons sail by and leave the hints of their passing and invariably disguise your patience in a kind of artful repose, a detritus of settled time.
My neurology, a hasty concoction of clusterfucked dendrites finds something sublime in your silence and I find myself staring off into space and only when I realize the object of my gaze is you do I realize how my failure to be productive has led to a mental sleepiness I can’t say that I abhor. Forgive me – my silence.
I’m reminded of a time when I was busy falling in love again – it was a long time ago. The object of my passions, a sweet child of…
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