I never figured that I would end up writing nonsense into the abyss, but here I am.
I’m not going to spend the next 500 words ranting about blogging. I’m not. I’ve got bigger things on my mind. Rants, I guess. Thoughts, maybe. I don’t know. I have things that need to get out onto the page, even if they aren’t worthy of short story magazines or website editorials. I need to place to crash, a mixtape of thoughts, where I can let my literary hair down. So, I said fuck it and booted up an old WordPress site that I never used with some half-thought-out ideas and here we are.
So, I lied. I have thought about writing nonsense into the abyss before. Fuck me, I guess.
Listen, you can take everything I write here with a caveat. Wait. Who’s reading this thing anyway? Doesn’t matter.
If you’re here, I hope you dig some of my weird thoughts. If not, that’s cool. The world’s ending and we don’t have much time here anyway. Soon the fires will burn brighter than the Amazon and all that money that seemed to matter so much won’t be fit to feed the ruling class. I’ll be laughing all the way to extinction and I invite you to do the same. We did it to ourselves, after all.
So, yeah. Throw on some dirty, dark blues music if you want to follow along. Strap on your seatbelt, roll down the window, and feel the night breeze on your face. The air is cool out here and we’ve got nothing to do but drive.
See you on the other side…