The new week of the new year.

There is so much to be done. It is an ever continuous stream of unchecked tasks, replicated, concocted, materialized, and circumstantially created for the benefit of the energetic beings to expend themselves chasing. And, before, while, and after it all happens, I will write, contemplate, plan, execute, avoid, and occasionally forget the experiences I am obliged by my conscience to engage with... frequently. Such is life.