Has it been over a year since I've written anything I've felt comfortable with? Or at least, comfortable enough to post?

Hell, for that matter, how long has it been since I've written anything at all?

I know I've been writting, but it's all in the little black journal where I write the things that bother me, the deviations that are not dA deviations, but deviations of my normal thought process or emotional state...aberrations may be a better word.

None of it is poetry or prose, really just ramblings to help me figure myself out.

I suppose there may be something in there worthwhile...I suppose I could see and if so, well there we are. If not, we settle back in to perhaps even another year without any sign of life.