Something happened just over a year ago. Everything remained the same for a while, or at least in a state of arrested development. Then I finished something and started something new.
Anything could happen, and something did. A few months later, nothing felt familiar. Everything felt foreign. The old life was coming to an end, and a new one was beginning. I learned to crawl, then to walk, and finally to talk.
This blog will remain my home, but I still want to connect with my old life. This requires something new, something like this: