It would be sooner if I could write anything pretty for you, but these days I write very little. For another thing, I find instructional material works better in video form, so what I once wrote down now goes into videos even though they take more work than writing descriptions and snapping a few pictures. Creating videos, however garbage-y, and working on the podcast with Walker spawned my interest in working with audio and music software, so I do some of that in addition to improving my singing. I sold a hat this year but obviously would like to sell way more, and I also started milling logs with a hand saw so that I might craft some furniture in the future once the boards dry. However, I still do not feel good. Being doped up helps me to do the aforementioned things, but it does not make them feel any more valuable. Bad thoughts still play in the background, and I rely more now on video and noise to feel less alone and drown out extraneous “brainstorming.” Sorry that I haven’t been reading anything here. There’s just something about it that often makes me sad, and what good am I to you if that is always where it goes?