Before and After

When I used to write, there was always some sort of pretense that I had to do so professionally, or with some sort of bold, resounding voice that I could maintain from post to post. It really didn't work--I'd get burned out after pouring out story after story about people who I didn't know, situations I wasn't involved in, or attempting to write something overly poetic or literary. I was lying to myself, lying to the people who would read my blog, and was trying to be someone who I am not.

That behind us, you might be left wondering why I'm back in the blogosphere, giving this thing another crack. The truth is, I don't know. Over the past year, I've gone through a bit of a makeover-- getting married, accepting new responsibilities, learning how to manage my finances, cutting red meat from my diet, starting a daily exercise regimen, and the list continues. But up until this point, most of my efforts have been focused on the preparatory aspects of it all; the neverending series of "what's next" and means to an end, and I have not allowed myself to seperate from it all to enjoy what's happening RIGHT NOW.

So, here we are.