Ok. So I faked you out. I'm back. And what better day to come back than 09.09.09?
The truth is, I thought a lot about what to do. Blogging is such a silly thing--I put guilt on myself for not writing, but I also really dislike posting stuff about which I don't feel passionate. I thought about deleting this, and it didn't feel right. I'm not done here yet.
The truth is, I was having a really bad day that day. I was just sick of everything.
The truth is, I'm just kind of tired. Of a lot of things. But I'm going to keep writing, even if it's just for me. Because I've realized I need it more than anyone else. I need to write things, get it out, if only to let myself know that everything's going to be ok, or to remind myself of how good life is, or to remind myself to keep dreaming. You can read it, or you can skip it. I don't care at this point.
So, I'm back. With a new attitude and a new title, and I'm going to try to be brave. I know I'm kind of a pansy, but I'm ok with that.
I have a lot of photos to share with you. I'll be back with them later. Ta-ta for now.