It seems as though the times when I have sat down to write on this blog, for the most part, were when I needed an outlet, and the internets the only way to project my voice. Such is true again today, when the latest chapter of this long lost story begins. I wonder if it will allow me to come back here, my first blogging home, where my sad tales, romantic interludes, and mixed adventures were the mainstain for a good number of years, a good number of years ago.
I wonder what this new path will allow me to discover, what it might also heal, and whether these two volumes of words can come together in sweet precision, or if they go very far away in the opposite direction. So much has been left unsaid here, that without telling the middle part of the story, the new wouldn't necessarily make sense. I think that might also be the best part about it - that I can come back to you when I want, how I want, and all our history is still here. Collision of who I am, and always have been -- smack into the person I am trying to become. Should be an interesting ride...
I wonder what this new path will allow me to discover, what it might also heal, and whether these two volumes of words can come together in sweet precision, or if they go very far away in the opposite direction. So much has been left unsaid here, that without telling the middle part of the story, the new wouldn't necessarily make sense. I think that might also be the best part about it - that I can come back to you when I want, how I want, and all our history is still here. Collision of who I am, and always have been -- smack into the person I am trying to become. Should be an interesting ride...
