Words! There's no eloquence here. You've stumbled on the place where I got lucky with domain names and thought there's not a lot of point in storing miscellaneous writing on old laptops, letting it sit until I die and some future relative or friend reads it all anyway. Here lies the collection of rambles I've written about my therianthropy in the past ten years, generally cleaned up. Sometimes cleaned up a lot. Why quote Hamlet? Because it is funny, is why.
I am simply a person living in between, human and bat, a transient shapeshifter trapped in one form, and the reason has no bearing upon it.
words, words, words. 2016.