Today's feel-good exercise:

Remembering first kisses. It surprises me how many I can't remember at all, though they certainly happened.

Likely that's one of the small gifts of recall, hanging on to only the ones that still have the power to move you.

Oh bother

Today I kind of feel like sitting on a hill, wrapping my arms around my knees, thinking about how I came to find myself in this particular circumstance. I hereby dedicate the rest of this work day to feeble attempts at astral travel.

Reboot

Now, it wasn't really reasonable to give up blogging because the whole thing seemed too gosh darn self-indulgent and "oh brother" type overdramatic. I think it can be done reasonably, and thus I intend to give it another go.