Presently trying to resurrect this blog. I’m preparing (mentally, at least) to record some new songs, and I realized I didn’t have a good place to link from my bandcamp page. I always liked this blog – it’s been a constant in a decade (holy shit a decade?) of moving, school, various jobs, more school, and trying to figure my shit out.
When I started this, I was 24, living in Brighton, helping to run a small business, and wickedly depressed and anxious. Now, I’m 33 (soon to be 34), living in Cambridge, walking dogs, and primarily doing okay. I know myself better, I know the things I need to do to stay functional. I still haven’t figured out how to relax, or to be in the present moment instead of a week in the future or five years in the past, but I’m working on it. I’m slowly (so slowly) aligning the inside and the outside. I know I’m being cagey, and there’s so much more to say about this, but I’m not quite there yet. I’ll get there.
Ten years is a long goddamn time. I didn’t even set out to write about this; I didn’t realize I’d had this blog for this long. But it works, I guess. It’s a nice round number, a good place to begin.
In the meantime, have a couple of pretty photos from a horrible trip to Florida earlier in the year. Also my cats are ridiculous. <3
