A stranger to myself

It has been entirely too long since I posted anything. I was reminded of how much I need to write when a new friend brought up blogging in a conversation and we discussed mine. I am really shocked that it was over a year ago that I last posted something...and it has been much longer than that since I regularly posted anything. Writing truly is therapeutic for me and I probably need that now more than I have in a long time. There are many things swirling around in my world right now and I might as well get them off my chest (which is enough of a weight on its own) and onto the page...

That being said, I just took a sleepy pill and do not think a profound entry will find its way from my brain to my fingers tonight...mostly because I cannot narrow down which topic I should handle first...but I do think it is time to refocus on my writing and use this again as an outlet for the many emotions that run through me on a daily basis. In the past two years or so, I have let myself become so busy with other things that I've even alienated myself...

...back to basics, y'all.

"Everything intercepts us from ourselves." - Emerson, 1833