4:22 PM, Sunday

Man. Okay. So I’ve just been so out of it this last month. Tired. Exhausted. Depleted. Drained. And now it’s two sleeps till August and I’m still coming to terms with the fact that I’m not 23 years old anymore. It’s been weird, ya know?!

But hey, I’m doing okay! I may not have signed a lease yet and I may only be 19 days away from having to leave my apartment for good, sure.

Ringo update: being uncharacteristically friendly lately…is he sick again? Unclear.

But here’s some good: In two days I mark two whole weeks without any nicotine, for the first time since 2021. Getting through the first 72 hours was one of the most annoying experiences I hope I never have to endure again as long as I live. But after that? I’m starting to think there isn’t anything I can’t do.

That said, let the record clearly state that this is the week I launch this website.

More to come. Stay tuned.

-ben

An especially apocalyptic sunset from a few evenings ago

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