I’m Back & I’m Back
Backstreet’s back… All right! Dun dun dun dun dunnun dun dunun nun. Oh my god, we’re back again…
Am I original?
Nooooo-oh…
I’ve come back from hiatus more often than Futurama has been revived from cancellation. The last you heard from me was when I opened my film to share my titillating pursuits in the film (photographic film) industry back in August 2023. My final words to you were:
Soon I’ll be bankrupt from this hobby, but until then, I’ll be shooting.
I’m here & I’m here.
I want to open a new, vulnerable chapter with you my dear reader.
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I have once again found a stirring in my soul to pick up the warm sounds from the drumming of my finger tips on the clickity-clackity. I have grown tired of waxing poetic from the steps of Zucker’s Bagels — the warbling from the chords of my larynx pushing air in and out and setting a series of bass and tenor notes into the crisp air, cutting through those quiet winter mornings.
As long as there’ll be music / I’ll be coming back, again
If you fear that I will slip away again, you should.
↩️ ️I, Jonh David Back, will be gone again.
↪️ I, Jonh David Back, will be back again.
Here is my wish for you. Hold on to the comfort in the predictability of life (🔁) and delight in the surprises of the unexpected (🔀).
You wouldn’t really appreciate me, Jonh David Back, if you felt like you could never lose me.
But right now in the stillness of this moment — I can zealously promise you that it’s good to be Back.
