Because it really isn’t about anything. Plus, I can’t think of a title.
So here I am. I’m back. I think. Remember about 5 years ago when I turned 40 and realized, “Ooh, I”m 40 now. I’m, like, wise and stuff. I have some great things to say, I should finally start that blog!” and then I started that blog? Yeah, that was good times…..for a few months until it wasn’t. I mean, it was still good times, but I wasn’t writing about it anymore. I didn’t mean to leave it behind. But life happened, and then kept happening, and there were a few lulls when it was just kinda chill life, and then more life would pop up, and before I knew it, I couldn’t even find my laptop and the words just started piling up in my soul instead of finding their way out to pen and paper (that’s an expression….I don’t even have paper anymore and I mostly use pens just to open packages). So, hey, now it’s 5 years later and I’m 45 (because that is literally how the passage of time works) and I’m pretty sure I’m not much wiser and the things I have to say might not be that great, but I”m kinda wanting to say them anyway. Also, I told my therapist I would do it.
So, I’m here. Bought a new laptop. Might even learn to use this crazy new macrohard 3,576 software or whatever it is the kids are using these days. Gonna start letting the jumbled thoughts out. Gonna finally edit some photos that you’ve been dying to see so you can live vicariously through my travels. Mostly, just gonna occasionally don my cozy sweater and glasses and sip wine while typing by the fire because it makes me feel like a real writer. I plan to use excessive amounts of words to say really nothing at all (exhibit A: this article) and sometimes to say something profound (exhibit B: this would be a really good place to put in a link to one of my other articles as soon as I learn how to do that).
Stay tuned (or tune back in): mostly just to see if I actually write anything before I turn 50.