no nano more me, i haf fail once again this year to write....anything in November. C'est la vie. At lest this year I had massive amounts of school as an excuse. Basically my weeks have felt like this recently:


You are juggling some tennis balls. More keep getting thrown in but not like a nice toss; they are going over your shoulder or bouncing on shit. Now you're catching them but it's taking a whole lot of effort to do so and at any moment this nice fragile rhythm you've developed might be catastrophically interrupted and "we all fall down". good times