every morning since i’ve started this, i have typed something in this space.
seconds later, i have deleted it. but this is monday morning.
my first monday in the ether.
today i hold my doubt in front of me and recognize it – like a relative.
i speak to it in the language of my relatives.

i say, “yo. doubt. whaddup?”

(it would seem that some of my relatives watch a lot of hbo and attempt,
rather feebly, to emulate the urban youth.)