Out of the Night.

The feeling you get when you reunite with a friend you haven't seen since rec league... Similar to finding an old photo from your childhood stashed in a shoebox...nostalgia... That feeling is currently percolating through my veins and I am at peace, writing this. I don't have a reason as to why I took a near year-long hiatus, but my return was eminent. Plenty of times I thought of coming back...I wrestled with it...I probably just lost motivation to do it quite honestly...life is pretty queer. Lessons are just as often force-fed as they are willingly attained, but you can't stop. I'm learning that the hard way daily. theWACKNESS shall be my outlet, and will serve as a window into my soul for the masses. Hopefully this will become even more a habit for me as a substitute for other dead-end hobbies, and even for more than my own selfish benefit, someone out there will feel what I feel genuinely. Instrumental it out for yall...no songs coming to mind, only strings, drum kicks an what not. Indulge. Who wrote Invictus anyway? Somebody grab that man a cold brewski.