_{So far my time away isn't going well at all because I'm still here, instead of away.}

I'm happy to see so many of you doing well.

^{Catch Up to the Ketchup}

That's ketchup.

^{Ketchup travelling through space and time.}

It's about to hit the floor.  There's nothing you can do prevent this.  It's too late for that now.

^{Infinitely Sad Monkey}

That's a sad monkey.

^{He's been like that forever, and really likes ketchup.}

I think I screwed up.  It looks more like an ape.  Oh well.  I named it Infinitely Sad Monkey.  I can't change the name.  It's too late for that now.

Enjoying my post so far?

^{That's all I have.}

I suppose I could sit here and ramble though.  Ramble like the good old days.

Remember the rambling fun that I used to have here?  I do.

Raw thoughts, written down, much like free writing, but always appearing to be the finished product.  Memories.

I think my head was in a better place then.  These days, damn, it's really hard for me to show my better side. I'm not feeling well, at all.

So much is bothering me, those thoughts cloud up my mind, I'm annoyed by that, and the last thing I want to do is talk about it.

It's not a sadness.  That might be a lie.  I don't know what it is.  Confusion, perhaps?

I'm confused!

^{That's what it is!}

I feel less of what I felt, now that I know what it is!  I'm cured!

Now I'm laughing at my own stupidity.  Big smile.

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^{Attention:  For those of you about to leave because you think you're reading the words of an idiot, I'd like you to know, those words up there, that was a spontaneous joke of sorts.  I didn't know it would happen.  I was simply rambling and then this light bulb went off in my head.  For some reason the light bulb was humorous, so I shared my little moment here, with you, because I can.  I will not be going back to fix this post and write something better, like an essay about snow, because it's too late for that now.  Thank you.}

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I often wonder:

^{Does this corny humor and nonchalant approach of mine mean when I feel like being serious, I won't be taken seriously?}

It's easy to jump to conclusions about people when all we know about them is based upon is what we read, here, in a blog post.

I'm not in front of a camera.  I didn't go to the big Steemfest party.  Some of you have spoken to me privately, but not many.

:)

^{Does this avatar make you nervous?}

Does anything I do make sense?

^{To anyone?}

I look evil, sometimes I produce grotesque images, I joke about some of the most messed up things my mind can manufacture.

You all must think I'm fucking crazy!

^{Like, OMG!  Why didn't I think of this sooner!}

And the language!  What the fuck is up with the fucking language!

I better bleep those out, at least.

That's me, wearing a suit and tie, for you, today.

I'm going be 'clean shaven'.

^{From here on out.}

I'm changing formats.  I've had enough of this chaos.

Starting tomorrow...

^{I'm going to be a political pundit.}

"Or can at least appear to be knowledgeable."
^{(Even I can't write a joke that funny.)}

No thanks.

^{It's too late for that now.}

I think it's best I continue to at least appear to be, whatever it is, I'm doing right now.  It can't be that bad.

Have a nice day.

Credits:All art and images seen here were produced digitally, by me.
^{"I hope you liked the art, at least. If not, doesn't matter, it's too late for that now."}

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