Too much has changed since the last time I wrote here.
There aren’t enough words. There are too many words.
The last time I wrote here, I was in a completely different life. I had a house, and an office, and a desk. A small cat family. I had…
Well, I don’t have any of those things anymore.
January 1, 2017 finds me with most of my things in a storage unit, my most important belongings contained within a single bag. The person who had trouble getting out to the mailbox has been transformed into a person embarking out onto the open road. Living on wheels, unencumbered, unfettered, the remains of my old life cut away.
I’m not sure who I am.
I’m not sure who I’m becoming.
But we’ll see where I go.