The Return

It's been so long.
The Earth has spun.
And so much and so little has transpired.
What to tell?
What. To. Tell?
...
Got a job.
Laid low.
Got caught by the Law a few times.
Broke out.
Lost Love and got my face broken.
Once, twice, or three times.

Figured it all out.
Yet chose to forget.
The Naked Yeti hasn't made an appearance in a while.

Started eating yogurt.
It's making me smelly.
Going to the gym.
It's making me smelly.
And I think I'm finally getting over this cold.

I can't seem to stop drinking energy beverages.
They make me hyper so they remind me of when I was 5.
I loved being 5.

Went to Confession for the first time in 10 years or more.
The Priest was some type of Jimmy Buffet.
He didn't even make me say one prayer.
Basically, told me to "stay cool."
Which is all I ask of my religions.

I learn more and more about light bulbs every day.
Ask me and you'll know too.

The hinges on my notebook are rusty.
But my pen works fine.
I use it to write on cut slips.
For wire and SKU numbers.

Money woes are nothing.
As long as I'm being creative.

Oh... and I finally unsheathed my sword.
It's Ready to draw blood.
Again.