One year passed. Again. Strange that Spring gets me going.
So many things in place now.
The job - not what I thought I wanted, but finding I actually like it. Plus the money ain't bad and in this economy I count myself lucky.
The house - forever a work in progress, but truly my oasis when I let it be so. Which is almost never.
The dog(s!) - a new little man to keep us company and destroy random objects in the house.
Maybe I should stop with the weird choppy prose and just write.
My little anonymous space.
I can't say I've missed you at all, but I'm glad you're here when I need you.