Hey.

It's been three months.

Three goddam months that feel like three years, or thirty, or zero.

So... hey. I'm thinking about the very moment in which we sit, looking out over the existential contexts in which it all sits, and I'm actually feeling... I can't capture the word. I'm feeling profoundly energized, and maybe that will deflate tomorrow. And I'm equally feeling deeply depressed, though I do have enough experience in this nervous system wash of sad, sad neurochemicals to know I'll get through this one, too.

Ambivalent? I like that word, though I don't love it. It's more akin to the Chinese construct of yin and yang. Non-duality. Mutual arising.

Anyway, I always feel better when I put on the headphones, set up the mic, and process into my own head knowing that I'll also be processing with other nervous systems asynchronously. That's really fucking cool to me. So yeah. If you feel so compelled to spend a few minutes with me, I hope it's a cool little trip.

-G