An entire year.
On the mistaken belief that I had to keep my head down and drop my pen. That I had no freedom of thought.
It was so hard to start writing again in the first place. I can't believe that I betrayed myself so willingly; and sold my soul to no devil in particular. With nobody asking for it, I handed myself over to the judgement of the stupid and the apathetic and the cowardly. God damn it I cannot even rage decently anymore.
Well, anyway, I'm back.
I'm starting the year out angry.
Don't. Mess. With. Me.
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