Thursday, November 13, 2014

Phoenix from the computer ashes.

It has been nigh on three revolutions of the sun since my last post. On the day of Kershaw's MVP, my silence over the digital sphere has ended briefly. Fighting ennui and a sense of vertigo mixed with elation for the Dodger pitcher, I find moments like these worth the dreadful fits and starts of life. Hopefully more where this has come from.