A new post in a new journal... almost as good as a new job in a new town

So here we are. Yeah. Livejournal burning to a crisp in the background. The scent of half-singed withered and forgotten dreams. You could laugh or cry, really.

It's been a while since you've done either one. I mean for real. For Real.

Where have you been? The Universe only knows. Your friends certainly don't.

This journal seems to want to be about writing nonsense. Mystical Nonsense. With a tender crust of truth. So be it.