One stares into the endless eyes of time. One half-lids at the soft swirls of the temporal stream. It's hypnotic. It's routine.
And when one comes to, they're still themselves, but older. Through many, many awakenings, they find themselves changed.

Anyways, it's my birthday today. It's late at night, too, so... time to get contemplative.

It's through this community, through this art, that I've gone places in life.

I'm not happy every day... But, I'm not sad every day, either. The people and the art in my life keep me centered. For all of that, I am grateful.

And to you who read this. For those that come by and enjoy the little things I make: thank you for your support. I share with you little blips of emotion; some silly ideas; a well of weird kinks. Tiny pieces of weirdness.

I hope to continue to do so.

Anyways, time to sleep. And then awaken, once more, to another year.