I do not have many words for you today.

I find myself silenced.

I find myself discombobulated.

I find myself angry; disregarded; dismissed; and... ghosted.

I find myself tired, exhausted, extinguished, and evaporating into some kind of mystical ether.

I... give you little today because I too have been bankrupted of my internal higher functioning abilities.

I am here.

You are there.

And, we are connected.

Sacred Halt.

Damnit.

Fuck it.

Shit.

... enough... enough... enough...

We. Move. Forward.