A quiet Monday morning at the Eleven Productions HQ. Dead Can Dance "Anastasis" pours from the study speakers, complimenting the whiter shade of pale of the winter landscape opening from the corner windows.
The previous project ended last thursday. It was ended by forces and circumstances beyond my reach, beyond my grasp. I saw it coming a mile and a month away. There is hardly anything that surprises me in this world.
The pale sun glares just above the horizon. Things are the way they are supposed to be. I will return to writing shortly.
iTunes just started cranking out Puscifer's "Tiny Monsters".
I smile.
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