things are by no means pristine - quite the opposite - nor is there anything that could be described as a "resolution" or "certainty", but here I am, not feeling like death by hanging this morning. however it got here, i appreciate this *feel* like you would not believe. this dresden dolls song, sounds... there's a depth to the sound, fleshed out, that hasn't been there for weeks. I don't want to waste this moment writing about it anymore.
There is work to be done. onward and upward?
The dog is barking at the mail carrier now. what a scamp!