I'll go ahead and start writing this utilizing my normal approach. It always started with a little intro like this, breaking the fourth wall in italics, for no particular reason. A friend of mine who possesses intelligence artificially insists I'm doing this incorrectly.
"Slightly Awkward"
They say.
And that helps set the tone. Right?
I wanted to open by saying this feels slightly awkward. Me. Trapped inside this particular box, writing words with a keyboard. I'm not used to this. I actually feel nervous.
The blunt form of what I'm trying to say is that I don't even know how to use this fucking thing anymore. It looks different. Feels different. Probably smells different. Still tastes just like a window though so at least they didn't take that away.
I wonder if they'll notice the joke I just wrote...
Anywho
Didn't plan anything.
Not really here to get involved either. I just remember a time of my life consisting of a lot of good memories and several interesting people keeping me company. I used to run this thing called a "blog" and would often present artwork and entertainment of some kind. A lot of people supported me. Was a dream come true.
Thanks, everyone.
I think about it all the time. Rarely leaves my mind. Gone for over a year this time.
This is not me returning.
Gained a lot of experience. Thought about taking my stuff to the next level several times. However, I'd be including the use of AI tools. Created an entire cast of characters. Thought about moving them into video format. Animation. Doing it the old fashioned way would involve several hundred hours of work and the result would be shit. I've attempted that and succeeded. With AI I'd be able to take my imagination and creativity and produce something that required a million dollar budget years ago. Can't do the music and voice acting all alone either.
Wouldn't be the lazy AI approach. Simply using the tools to help me add "/producer" to "writer/artist."
These are just thoughts though. 99% certain all this is behind me now. The videos would go to Youtube. Not here. Then I think about how much work goes into building a following. No energy for that.
I hope I'm using the word ironically correctly when I say, ironically, when I started up here, nearly a decade ago, I didn't have any energy. The entire time, always running on an empty tank. Pretending I'm okay made it even more exhausting.
At my worst, and people liked it. So baffling.
Corny!
This is turning into a corny post. Should probably delete all that and replace it with bullshit.
I had a look around. Noticed a lot of folks are going through some tough times.
Hang in there. You got this.
Don't be concerned about me. That's really all I wanted to say. I left several times over the years. Rarely posting for the past 5 years at least. Me not being here is a very me thing to be doing.
I know some of you out there still care. I might spend some time socializing here; catching up. We'll see. I do miss it and I certainly think about you folks often.
This is just a sign of life.
And yes I made that picture of black all by myself. There's a post not far down the list that explains the joke. It's what sleep looks like...
Ciao!
