Climb back into my shell I suppose.

My mum misses the way I would call all the time,

I miss reaching out to my dad, to my brother, to my friends.

If my financial infrastructure was in place,

And I had safety guards on my public or social media expression,

Perhaps I could live with one foot in that world.

Does the stuff with Astro really matter?

I reach out to him,

It is not ideal.

Quiet and sane,

Or exuberant with a tenuous grip on reality, , , , lol,

Good in different ways, I suppose.