I read a book once in which the author quite frequently used the word ‘presently.’ At one point, I recall seeing it on no less than five consecutive pages. It distracted me from the story then, but I understand its use much more clearly now. That’s how things happen sometimes, in the present.
Nobody’s noticed more than me the infrequency of posts to this site. I haven’t been drawn to it as much as in the past, like a favourite t-shirt with a permanent stain, but that’s because I’ve decided to throw it out. The concept was too big in the beginning, and when I scaled it all down, thetrigger.net lost my vision. Now, what I imagine is perfectly simple.
I will take my things and set them somewhere else, and if you were to visit, you would find a more accurate representation of me, presently.
