Today marks four years since I started this blog. Goods, bads, ups, downs. Too much writing, too little writing. Good writing, awfully bad writing. All me.
It started here:
Eerily, the entry’s content (ignoring the god-spamming comments) lends strong advice to my current me. It’s strange how pain, stress, debilitation can make you forget who you are. The option now is choosing to restore or accepting that is is now was.
I suppose we shall all be back.