Just adrift from place to place, circling my way back to significant milestones in my life with a sense of nostalgia. I'm letting the current of life sweep me along a well-written journey, just waiting to turn the next page. 

I don't know how active I will be, or if I will even make it past the black hole of hundreds of stories written to be incomplete and forgotten. Pardon me, I'm feeling a tad bit nostalgic and cynical. 

Hopefully if you've made it here, you find a little bit of enjoyment in what you can find.