Sporadicity

Updates are going to be less frequent over the next week or so.

The Cliff’s Notes explanation runs like this:

The woeful state of my life earlier this year has stabilized somewhat. There are hints of progress in the search for gainful employment but I am rapidly running out of time/resources.

As such I’m packing a parachute; by that I mean embarking on a couch-to-couch tour of mid-size metropolises that a.) do not share the strangling cost of living New York has and b.) have enough of an art scene that I can stave off the fits of pitch dark, crippling despair.

I normally enjoy traveling but I am viscerally dreading this trip–mostly I think because my birthday is Sunday. Last year was one of the worst birthdays of my life and this year’s coincides with the two days I’ll be staying with family in one of the shit-fuckingest cities in the mid-west. In other words, it’ll be just as lonely as last year except I’ll be surrounded by people who don’t really care to know me since their misplaced illusions about me are much more palatable to them.

Sorry to be so goddamn whiny. I’ll post if and when I have a free minute or two.

Thanks for your patience and take care of yourselves,

A.