Here I am.

Unslept, unkempt, undead..here now, wallowing in familiar smells and tea.
It feels like it always used to, and I don't know how I like it.
Mixed feelings. Perhaps it takes a few days to slide into it all, like a glove that feels too cozy to fit but after a while you find yourself flexing in that little skin, like a shoe that bites a few days and wears down to a soft kiss..
Ho hum.
More..soon.