Hi everyone,

It’s been since April 22nd, 2025, since I’ve written to you.

Sad, I know. And I can’t blame you if you thought I was done with these letters for good.

Seems I’ve written a few of these “come back” letters and, believe me, I hate that…

Even if it’s a quick dance and a scribble, I’m gonna try to keep some coming.

At least to save myself (let alone all of you) from the words, “I’m back”…

That’s probably a letter in itself…

Anyway, I wrote this today, and I know it might sound sad and “Blue”, but I thought I’d share it, in the spirit of being “back” and all… (Yuck)

Here ‘goes…

Clearing the cobwebs

Seems like every time I’ve sat down to write lately

It’s been about how long it’s been since I have

This ole world, Blue…

Got me running around for checks

Checking boxes

Checking schedules

Checking in on this

Checking out on that

Meanwhile, my books cry softly in the corner

Collecting cobwebs

Meanwhile, my typewriter sits sad on the shelf

Drawing its own chalk outline of dust

Meanwhile, my journals, some 15 of them, sulk in the corner

Longing for the pen

And for once-excited hands

As of late,

My book of to-do’s

Has been my finest work

This crazy ole world, Blue…

“Golden silk from worlds beyond

Reach through heaven’s arms

To embrace me in the breath of day”

These days distilled down to

“Sun in the trees”

When did my mind lose her poetry

When did my eyes lose their lust for life

When did my feet trade their dance for a shuffle

Where has Emery gone?

That wild-eyed, life-thirsty rebel, craving for meaning beyond all words and happily foaming at the mouth for adventure

Hell…

Maybe this is his first at-bat…

Back at last from the black, bastard depths of this bat-shit ole world

Someone on your mind?

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