It has been two fortnight since my last post and for this i am deeply troubled and deeply indebted. many apologies are do as the highways continue to stretch whether we want them to or not. quite frankly it doesn't matter if i believe in time, some bastard came up with it and it keeps marching right along. i don't know if i would kiss or punch the inventor of the clock - if even those are fightin or dyin words i know not. but it troubles me that i have been away and i only have myself to blame for that. if there be gunpowder in my blood i will try not to do it again and if i do be i damned. and if i be damned then the devil be ready because i can be quite the troublesome lot as our fair Savior knows.
it must be recalled there are able bodied distractions in the world, some come in bottles, some from the salton sea, some come from the iron in the wine and blood on calvary. they are in our eyes when we need them most, on days when we are failing, days when we are paper thin. i am thankful for those able bodied distractions as sick as some of them truly are, as i am, for just as i am sick i am able to carry one load stone for another. and if i should sink to the bottom of the briny deep with a mill around my neck then i be prepared to trade stone for stone with one who is in just a great as need as i. we can drown together as long as you don't mind my mindless dark rolling in.
i can't say much at this present moment as i try to keep it close to the keep now. i will leave you with this reprieve - we bones here for yours await.
always faithfully yours, illegally at work, j.
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