Dear After Me,

I have begun this post three times. The first try ignored the space between the last post and this one. The second try mentioned it. The third try made a joke about it, and the fourth try sidestepped it. Tada, see what I did there? Yeah, I thought so.

So much has changed in the past five months that to begin with “so much has changed” might be an understatement. At this point last year I was… well I certainly wasn’t here.

I’m employed, After Me. A real live grownup with a job and a car and I might still live in my parent’s house, but we’re working on that. My car is red, if that matters, which I don’t really think it does.

I see different people now. I’ve renewed friendships, made some new ones, and am currently trespassing the treacherous paths of friending co-workers on Facebook. It looks like I’m going to have to find a new method of social expression. Eek.

To be honest, that’s not why I’ve begun blogging again. You may dislike hearing this, but I felt for a few months that I had perhaps outgrown you. My last blog was meant as a capstone, an encapsulation of this period. You can build on a capstone though.

Spring is coming, After Me, and maybe it’s time to come out of hibernation. We’ll try this again, just to see how it goes.