Oh, right. I have a blog.

Wow, the dust is so thick in here it muffles your footsteps! The structure seems intact, though.

Figured since I'm filling in for Susie and she's actually going to link to me where actual people will read my actual words, I'd better clean up a bit.

Dragging this old thing through the wormhole from me in November to me in March is...something like trying to push a Mack truck up a mountain with the emergency brake on.

I do this sometimes, this cocooning to metamorphose. It's hard to explain to the outside world. I won't try to fill in the details, except to say that I got a little lost in the valley of the shadow of thick winter depression and coming to terms with the shitstorm of the past two years. I tried on jaded, hopeless, suicidal and numb. They made me look fat.

I'm done now. I found myself again, the favorite dress in the bottom of the seasonal box. It's fun putting it on again and twirling around, just to feel it moving around me.

Okay, so enough histrionics. Hi again. I'm back & this time I really mean it.