Yeah, so I've kind of devolved into a lurker.
I used to post every once in a while. I still check DeviantART out fairly often, but the blogging thing is usually more time than I'm willing to dole out(despite how much I love talking about myself). Buttt, I got caught in some headlights today, and decided to write spot of prose, fallen apart.

I went for a walk to a local Tim Hortons.
My travels took me past a house occupied by some of my things
That I had forgotten.
I pushed on the Doorbell.
Again
and Again
and Again.
Then the angry locomotive called rhythm hit me, and I rapped on the door.
Tap, tap tappity-tap, tap tap tap.
Crack Crack Crack-Ack, ... tap tap?
The door suddenly opened, and I got my things
then I purchased a coffee, which I got for free
and won another coffee from the Roll up yon Rim.
I'll have to go forget something at my friend's place again.
Tomorrow.