23st in Hey, buddy, got a light?

I’m alive. That’s how I’ve been.
Not like “Every minute of my existence is a morose flipbook of suffering and pain”, but more like “Yeah, I’m still here.”
I mean, yeah, for the most part shit sucks, but I-..Well darnit, I have just TRANSCENDED my old self and instead of stew and wallow in it, I can just like, step OUT of it and look at it like “HA! I was there, but now I’m HERE!”
…Which isn’t any better, but atleast this took up more space and I didn’t leave this with some cryptic “im fine.”
But I am, though, ok?
Be well, John Spartan.