To those who remember,
I'm still alive and well in Chicago. I still take pictures. Some of the pictures I take, I still attempt to mangle them into interesting stories. I still write from time to time. Still dreaming. Still loving. Still observing and contemplating. I'm still riding trains. Still exploring. Still playing my guitar from time to time. Played the piano and sang a couple songs last night. Still writing the same song I've been working on for a year and a half (but nearly finished).
Still very much a work in progress.
And now, to attempt to get back into it, here on Deviant Art.
P.S. You were thought of and missed.