I feel like Iâm calling out into the void just looking at how quiet it is here, but Iâve had such an undeniable urge to just come look around. Call it nostalgia, maybe. Iâve had a writing itch, too, that I keep trying to scratch but find myself staring at blank word docs; maybe thatâs part of what drew me back here. Iâve been thinking back on just how much I loved this community, and I donât really know what I expected coming back, but it feels like looking down a street of formerly vibrant shops where you knew everyone and their rhythms, and now itâs mostly boarded over windows and doors. Iâm happy to see a few places with the lights still on.Â
I married the cute rower. We now live in a cute house and have a (very) cute toddler. Life is very, very good. I hope youâre all well. I hope youâre all happy. If not, Iâm sending some positive vibrations your way.
Love you. Miss you.Â









