I'm deep in my own head.

I've never been under the impression that my poetry was any good but, recently, I'm finding that I can't produce anything that feels even close to worthy of sharing.

That said, I saw someone I hadn't seen in a while, and learned that they were having some hardship. I have been working on a poem to help me process that information. I will let them read it, then either delete it or share it, depending on their wishes.

Otherwise, things are good. I'm just here, trying to live my best life.