out of the bleu

sometimes, you just have to fade away and disappear for a while. much like those flannel shirts you wore all the time in the early nineties that eventually made their way to the back of the closet and then into rags for polishing the silver, things of value just sorta slip away. there is a season, blah blah blah and all the rest of that crap.

yes, i've been gone. and yes, i am returning. will anyone care? i dunno, but more importantly, do i give a fuck?