changing every day.

It has been a long time, and I need to wipe myself clean of this. This blog has held a lot of secrets of mine. They are disorganized, jumbled, idealized, and also very real to me. Reading them makes my heart twist. I feel I can wring it out and let it dry.

I am home again, one year after my first homecoming. It feels the same, but much more open. I feel I have the courage and confidence to find a job this time around, now that I've given it some time.

Tomorrow begins my quest, and so tomorrow begins the beginning of a new way of chronicling the new journey. It will be a bit more cheeky, probably less personal (sometimes my heart aches at how personal I've been here, and I know all of this is deeply true and deeply open, and that is what hurts), and more helpful to the random reader. I will post the web address here tomorrow for anyone who may actually still read this dusty chronicle of my post-adolescence.