french revolution

i lived in london during the war. no, not that london and not that war. small-time london and a myriad of bullshit wars. that's likely how i'll remember this place. i've gotten bored, uninspired, stale, and generally disillusioned with much of everything.

there doesnt seem to be a whole lot left for me here.

if timing is everything, then i suppose the time is nigh.

time for resolution and revolution. reorganizing, restructuring, rebranding, reinvention, and reemergence.

look for me on the french side of the river. i'll be the one spilling my wine.