Come and stay awhile.

I sat in my car in the parking lot, a familiar parking lot for once, instead of a brand new place I was going to have to brave on my own. At least I’d been there before. At least I knew my way around. But that didn’t calm any of my nerves; I still didn’t…

You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone.

Sometimes I wish I was brave enough to erase the first four months of blog posts on this site. I know that wouldn’t really be productive for me, and there’s not really a point either. They’re like book chapters; they document where I was, and now my new content expresses that same thing. And I…