29 june

does anybody even visit here anymore?  april 6 seems such a long long time ago.  and yet here i am.

four and a half years ago, when i started blogging, my brother asked me who i was writing "for" - he wanted to know, i understand, who i imagined to be my audience.  (that there was no audience at that time - and that there is perhaps no audience now - was of no concern.)  i answered him, and i truly felt, that i was writing to myself.  not as a journal, per se.  but as though i, myself, was the audience.  i wrote freely then.  i think.  

i've been on an adventure.  and i'm intending to share bits in this space.  we'll see.