once more with feeling

it’s been a year and two days since my aunt güzin died.

it’s been a year and 35 days since i was beamed to the kenter theater to become its director.

it’s been a year and two months since i last wrote this blog.

it seems a lot has changed.

nothing has changed it seems.

for whether i work 7 days a week for 14 hrs a day or spend my days in a vacuous lull, i accomplish the same amount of writing.

repeat: i am an intellectual not an accountant i am an intellectual not an accountant i am an intellectual not an accountant

now.

once more with feeling